Luyện nghe bài hát Majesty

Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have me (oh, oh)
I your love, just lead me on
give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
'Cause I'm a for ya
Boom
Boom

Uh, uh, yo, I got the and the power now
The G5'll get me out there in an now
The MAC like crack, I'm sellin' powder now
over, locker room, hit them showers now
I got the trophies and the
Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the
I'm buyin' buildings, we don't buy the
The Nicki when I fly to Prague, uh

I'm a sucker for you
Boom
Boom

Uh, yo, who want it Nicki now?
I 'em like hippies now
see me, say yippie now
Homes like Griffey now
switchin' like sissies now
You niggas is now
Bitches tune up
We take 'em to now
I'm thicker peanut butter
He nuttin' Skippy now
He want me to be his
His misses sippy now, uh

Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh)
you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want your love, just me on
give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
'Cause I'm a for ya
Boom
Boom

She me to the condo
Uh-oh, wifey's in (oh, oh)
My side piece, but she's someone's wife
So time we spend is
But our moment
Right here, fuck
'Cause moments like are to die for
And clear all
Nice and easy as hair when I'm bleaching it
So we got that lightning in a

tipsy, I'm sober
So she gets a on her shoulder
on the sofa, I go to load a
Slick Rick song or throw some Souls of on
She goes, "All that old hip-hop is so fucked
that shit's got pneumonia"
I her, "Bitch now, just hold up"
That's why rap needs a
A slip, known to swole up
It's time to check it for strep or tonsillitis
'Cause like what they swab you with when your hurts
That's why Tribe is so vital, we Q-Tip for the culture

it up a little bit
You dealin' with a fuckin' featherweight
I used to medicate I'd get a fuckin' bellyache
And now I'm finna step on the pedal, don't ever brake
I wanna accelerate to a that I can elevate
The men up with the pen, I'll make it mothafuckin'
I wanna make it acapella, wait, I gotta set a
With the devil and celebrate, together we can
And re-develop hella weights, and I'ma get a place... now...
Take a with me, hop into my time machine
I'ma take the seat as I thrust into hyperspeed
Like I'm a meteorite and mothafuck love, a knee to your right
And be behind, I'm a human

I must be like pie crust because I was bred to rise I was yeast
And you're never reach these
heights, just too high to reach it
I ain't reached my fuckin' highest
You better pick game, try hide-and-seek
And you might wanna decide to
'Cause you gotta open eyes to peep
Am I indeed the last of a dying
Even if you're fire-breathing, shit you can say to inspire
If you wrapped your meat pad up in a dryer sheet
And I'm back to the kingdom of fuck it
Better not use me as your topic, who brings me up, duck it
Let me it one hundred,
two things be your themes of discussion
The and her husband,
last you're gonna wanna be is our subjects, yeah

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
I'm a sucker for ya
Boom
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
Can't post on block unless you sellin' Nicki crack
Here, take a Nicki pack, check out this act
Nicki this Nicki that, all these piggypack
Nicki back, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah

How dare all them mirror my
The want
the dance, we a go skin out time now
I wanna, suicidal
Yeah, on the real I'm these bitches'
Gotta be dumb to make me rival
I'm too powerful, yeah, you not powerful
So say your prayers 'cause you to die slow
Die slow, die
is a disease, die slow
Die slow, die
Tell her that jealousy is a disease, die