Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh) you want, you can have from me (oh, oh) I your love, just lead me on give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey 'Cause I'm a for ya shang-a-lang-a-lang Boom
Uh, uh, yo, I got the and the power now The get me out there in an hour now The MAC movin' like crack, I'm powder now G-game over, locker room, hit them now I got the trophies and the Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the I'm buildings, we don't buy the blogs The Nicki when I fly to Prague, uh
I'm a sucker for you Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Uh, yo, who it with Nicki now? I smoke 'em hippies now see me, say yippie now Homes like Griffey now switchin' like sissies now You niggas is now tune switchin' up We 'em to Jiffy now I'm than peanut butter He nuttin' like now He want me to be his His like sippy now, uh
Whatever you say, Mrs. (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 shang-a-lang-a-lang Boom
She invites me to the Uh-oh, in Chicago (oh, oh) My piece, but she's also someone's wife So we spend is borrowed But it's our Right here, fuck 'Cause like these are to die for And clear all Nice and easy as hair when I'm it blonde So we got that lightning in a
She's tipsy, I'm So she gets a on her shoulder Sits on the sofa, I go to a Slick Rick song or throw some Souls of on She goes, "All that old school hip-hop is so that shit's got pneumonia" I her, "Bitch now, just hold up" why rap needs a doctor A genre slip, known to up It's time to check it for strep or tonsillitis like what they swab you with when your throat hurts That's why Tribe is so vital, we Q-Tip for the culture
it up a little bit You ain't dealin' a fuckin' featherweight I used to medicate until I'd get a bellyache And now I'm step on the pedal, don't wanna ever brake I wanna accelerate to a that I can elevate The men up the pen, I'll make it mothafuckin' detonate I make it acapella, wait, I gotta set a date With the and celebrate, together we can renovate And hella weights, and I'ma get a special place... now... Take a ride with me, hop my time machine I'ma take the driver's seat as I thrust into Like I'm a and mothafuck love, fuck a knee to your right And be behind, I'm a human
I must be like pie crust because I was bred to rise like I was And you're never gonna reach heights, they're just too high to it I even reached my fuckin' highest You better pick game, try hide-and-seek And you might decide to cheat 'Cause you open your eyes to peep Am I the last of a dying breed? Even if fire-breathing, shit you can say to inspire heat If you wrapped your entire meat pad up in a sheet And I'm back to rule the kingdom of it Better not use me as your topic, anybody who me up, duck it Let me it one hundred, two things shouldn't be themes of discussion The and her husband, last thing you're gonna be is our subjects, yeah
you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh) Whatever you want, you can from me (oh, oh) I want your love, lead 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 'em I'd get you back I know you sittin' just thinkin' 'bout who did you that I am who did you You trippin', did you post on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki crack Here, take a Nicki pack, out this Nicki act Nicki this Nicki that, all bitches piggypack Nicki back, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah
How dare all them mirror my The mandem the dance, we a go skin out time now I wanna, just Yeah, on the real I'm these idol Gotta be dumb to make me rival 'Cause I'm too powerful, yeah, you not So say prayers '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