Luyện nghe bài hát Majesty

Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have me (oh, oh)
I want your love, lead me on
Won't it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
I'm a sucker for ya
Boom
Boom

Uh, uh, yo, I got the money and the now
The get me out there in an hour now
The MAC movin' crack, I'm sellin' powder now
over, locker 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

I'm a sucker for you
Boom
shang-a-lang-a-lang

Uh, yo, who it with Nicki now?
I smoke 'em like now
see me, say yippie now
Homes runnin' like now
They switchin' like now
You is iffy now
tune switchin' up
We take 'em to now
I'm thicker than peanut
He like 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 want your love, lead me on
give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
'Cause I'm a for ya
Boom
shang-a-lang-a-lang

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

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

it up a little bit
You ain't dealin' with a featherweight
I to medicate until I'd get a fuckin' bellyache
And now I'm finna step on the pedal, wanna ever brake
I accelerate to a level that I can elevate
The men up with the pen, I'll make it mothafuckin'
I wanna it acapella, wait, I gotta set a date
With the devil and celebrate, we can renovate
And hella weights, and I'ma get a special place... now...
a ride with me, hop into my time machine
I'ma take the driver's seat as I 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 I was bred to rise like I was yeast
And you're never reach these
heights, just too high to reach it
I even reached my fuckin' highest
You better pick game, try hide-and-seek
And you might wanna decide to
'Cause you gotta open your eyes to
Am I indeed the last of a dying
Even if you're fire-breathing, shit you can say to heat
If you wrapped your entire meat pad up in a sheet
And I'm to rule 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 be is our subjects, yeah

you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can from 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 Nicki pack, check out Nicki act
Nicki this Nicki that, all bitches piggypack
Nicki back, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah

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