Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh) Whatever you want, you can from me (oh, oh) I want love, just lead me on Won't it up, hey, hey, hey, hey I'm a sucker for ya Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Uh, uh, yo, I got the and the power now The get me out there in an hour now The MAC movin' crack, I'm sellin' powder now G-game over, room, hit them showers now I got the and the catalogue Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the I'm buyin' buildings, we buy the blogs The challenge when I fly to Prague, uh
'Cause I'm a for you shang-a-lang-a-lang Boom
Uh, yo, who want it Nicki now? I smoke 'em like now see me, say yippie now Homes runnin' like now switchin' like sissies now You is iffy now tune switchin' up We 'em to Jiffy now I'm thicker peanut butter He nuttin' Skippy now He me to be his wife His like sippy now, uh
you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh) Whatever you want, you can from me (oh, oh) I your love, just lead me on Won't it up, hey, hey, hey, hey 'Cause I'm a for ya Boom Boom
She invites me to the Uh-oh, wifey's in (oh, oh) My side piece, but also someone's wife So we spend is borrowed But it's our here, fuck tomorrow 'Cause like these are to die for And clear all and easy as hair when I'm bleaching it blonde So we got that in a bottle
tipsy, I'm sober So she a chip on her shoulder Sits on the sofa, I go to a Slick Rick song or some Souls of Mischief on She goes, "All that old hip-hop is so fucked Think that got pneumonia" I told her, "Bitch now, just up" why rap needs a doctor A genre slip, known to up It's time to check it for or some tonsillitis like what they swab you with when your throat hurts That's why Tribe is so vital, we need for the culture
Speed it up a bit You ain't dealin' a fuckin' featherweight I used to until I'd get a fuckin' bellyache And now I'm finna step on the pedal, don't wanna brake I wanna accelerate to a level that I can The men up with the pen, I'll make it detonate I wanna it acapella, wait, I gotta set a date With the devil and celebrate, together we can And hella weights, and I'ma get a special place... now... Take a ride with me, hop into my machine I'ma take the driver's seat as I into hyperspeed Like I'm a meteorite and love, fuck a knee to your right And be behind, I'm a encyclopedia
I must be like pie crust I was bred to rise like I was yeast And you're never gonna these heights, they're too high to reach it I even reached my fuckin' highest You pick another game, try hide-and-seek And you might wanna decide to you gotta open your eyes to peep Am I indeed the last of a breed? if you're fire-breathing, shit you can say to inspire heat If you wrapped entire meat pad up in a dryer sheet And I'm back to the kingdom of fuck it not use me as your topic, anybody who brings me up, duck it Let me it one hundred, two things be your themes of discussion The and her husband, last thing you're gonna wanna be is our subjects,
Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh) Whatever you want, you can have me (oh, oh) I want your love, just me on give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey 'Cause I'm a for ya shang-a-lang-a-lang Boom
Yo, yo, let me hit you Told 'em I'd get you I know you there just thinkin' 'bout who did you that I am who did you You trippin', did you Can't post on Nicki block unless you sellin' crack Here, take a pack, check out this Nicki act Nicki Nicki that, all these bitches piggypack Nicki back, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah
How dare all them my style The mandem the dance, we a go skin out time now I wanna, suicidal Yeah, on the real I'm these idol Gotta be dumb to me your rival I'm too powerful, yeah, you not powerful So say your 'cause you 'bout to die slow Die slow, die Jealousy is a disease, die Die slow, die Tell her that jealousy is a disease, die