Luyện nghe bài hát Majesty

Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh)
you want, you can have 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
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 sellin' now
G-game over, room, hit them showers now
I got the trophies and the
did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the catalogue
I'm buyin' buildings, we buy the blogs
The Nicki challenge 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
They see me, say now
Homes runnin' like now
They switchin' like now
You niggas is now
tune switchin' up
We 'em to Jiffy now
I'm thicker than 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 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

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

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

Speed it up a bit
You ain't dealin' with a featherweight
I used to until I'd get a fuckin' bellyache
And now I'm finna on the pedal, don't wanna ever brake
I wanna accelerate to a level I can elevate
The men up with the pen, I'll make it mothafuckin'
I wanna make it acapella, wait, I 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 into my time
I'ma take the seat as I thrust 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 because I was bred to rise I was yeast
And you're gonna reach these
heights, they're too high to reach it
I ain't even reached my fuckin'
You pick another game, try hide-and-seek
And you might wanna to cheat
'Cause you gotta your 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, anybody who brings me up, it
Let me it one hundred,
two things shouldn't be themes of discussion
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 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 Nicki block you sellin' Nicki crack
Here, take a Nicki pack, check out this act
this Nicki that, all these bitches piggypack
Nicki back, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah

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