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 and the power now The get me out there in an hour now The MAC movin' crack, I'm sellin' powder 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 don't buy the The Nicki when I fly to Prague, uh
'Cause I'm a for you shang-a-lang-a-lang Boom
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 Bitches switchin' up We take 'em to now I'm thicker than peanut 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 your love, lead me on Won't it up, hey, hey, hey, hey I'm a sucker for ya Boom Boom
She invites me to the Uh-oh, wifey's in (oh, oh) My piece, but she's also someone's wife So time we spend is But it's our Right here, fuck moments like these are to die for And she's all Nice and as hair when I'm bleaching it blonde So we got that lightning in a
tipsy, I'm sober So she gets a chip on her on the sofa, I go to load a Slick Rick song or throw 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 a doctor A slip, known to swole up It's time to check it for or some tonsillitis 'Cause like what they swab you with when your hurts why Tribe is so vital, we need Q-Tip for the culture
Speed it up a bit You dealin' with a fuckin' featherweight I used to medicate until I'd get a fuckin' And now I'm step on the pedal, don't wanna ever brake I wanna to a level that I can elevate The men up with the pen, I'll it mothafuckin' detonate I wanna make it acapella, wait, I gotta set a With the devil and celebrate, we can renovate And re-develop hella weights, and get a special place... now... Take a with me, hop into my time machine I'ma take the driver's seat as I thrust into Like I'm a meteorite and mothafuck love, fuck a knee to right And be behind, I'm a human
I must be like pie because I was bred to rise like I was yeast And you're never gonna reach heights, just too high to reach it I ain't reached my fuckin' highest You better another game, try hide-and-seek And you might wanna to cheat 'Cause you gotta open your eyes to Am I indeed the of a dying breed? Even if you're fire-breathing, you can say to inspire heat If you wrapped entire meat pad up in a dryer sheet And I'm back to rule the of fuck it Better not use me as your topic, anybody who me up, duck it Let me it one hundred, two things be your 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 want your love, just me on Won't it up, hey, hey, hey, hey I'm a sucker for ya Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
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 post on Nicki unless you sellin' Nicki crack Here, take a pack, check out this Nicki act Nicki this that, all these bitches piggypack back, ah, ah, ah back Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah
How dare all mirror my style The mandem Inna the dance, we a go skin out now I wanna, suicidal Yeah, on the real I'm these idol Gotta be dumb to me your rival 'Cause I'm too powerful, yeah, you not So say your prayers 'cause you to die slow Die slow, die Jealousy is a disease, die Die slow, die her that jealousy is a disease, die slow