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
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 money and the now
The get me out there in an hour now
The MAC like crack, I'm sellin' powder now
G-game over, locker room, hit them now
I got the and the catalogue
Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, the catalogue
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 'em like hippies now
see me, say yippie now
Homes like Griffey now
They switchin' sissies now
You niggas is now
tune switchin' up
We take 'em to now
I'm thicker peanut butter
He nuttin' Skippy now
He me to be his wife
His misses sippy now, uh

Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have 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

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

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 of Mischief on
She goes, "All that old hip-hop is so fucked
Think shit's got pneumonia"
I told her, "Bitch now, just up"
That's why rap a doctor
A genre slip, to swole up
time to check it for strep or some tonsillitis
'Cause like what swab you with when your throat hurts
That's why Tribe is so vital, we need Q-Tip for the

Speed it up a bit
You dealin' with a fuckin' featherweight
I used to medicate until I'd get a bellyache
And now I'm finna on the pedal, don't wanna ever brake
I accelerate to a level that I can elevate
The men up with the pen, make it mothafuckin' detonate
I wanna make it acapella, wait, I gotta set a
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
take the driver's seat as I thrust into hyperspeed
Like I'm a meteorite and mothafuck love, fuck a knee to your
And be behind, I'm a encyclopedia

I must be like pie crust because I was bred to like I was yeast
And you're never gonna these
heights, they're just too to reach it
I ain't reached my fuckin' highest
You better pick another game, try
And you might decide to cheat
you gotta open your eyes to peep
Am I indeed the of a dying breed?
Even if fire-breathing, shit you can say to inspire heat
If you wrapped your meat pad up in a dryer sheet
And I'm to rule 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 shouldn't be your themes of
The and her husband,
thing you're gonna wanna be is our subjects, yeah

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
Boom
Boom

Yo, yo, let me hit you
'em I'd get you back
I know you sittin' there thinkin' 'bout who did you that
I am who did you
You trippin', did you
Can't on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki crack
Here, take a Nicki pack, check out Nicki act
Nicki this that, all these bitches piggypack
back, ah, ah, ah back
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah

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