Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh) Whatever you want, you can have 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
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 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
'Cause I'm a for you Boom Boom
Uh, yo, who want it with Nicki I smoke 'em like now see me, say yippie now Homes runnin' like now They like sissies now You is iffy now tune switchin' up We 'em to Jiffy now I'm than peanut butter He nuttin' Skippy now He want me to be his His misses like 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 shang-a-lang-a-lang
She invites me to the Uh-oh, wifey's in (oh, oh) My side piece, but also someone's wife So time we spend is But it's our Right here, tomorrow 'Cause moments like are to die for And clear all Nice and as hair when I'm bleaching it blonde So we got lightning in a bottle
tipsy, I'm sober So she gets a on her shoulder Sits on the sofa, I go to a Slick song or throw some Souls of Mischief on She goes, "All that old school hip-hop is so Think that got pneumonia" I told her, "Bitch now, hold up" That's why rap a doctor A slip, known to swole up It's to check it for strep or some tonsillitis 'Cause like what they swab you with when your hurts That's why is so vital, we need Q-Tip for the culture
it up a little bit You dealin' with a fuckin' featherweight I used to until I'd get a fuckin' bellyache And now I'm step on the pedal, don't wanna ever brake I accelerate to a level that I can elevate The men up the pen, I'll make it mothafuckin' detonate I wanna make it acapella, wait, I gotta set a the devil and celebrate, together we can renovate And re-develop 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 love, fuck a knee to your right And be behind, I'm a encyclopedia
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 ain't even reached my highest You better another game, try hide-and-seek And you wanna decide to cheat 'Cause you gotta your eyes to peep Am I indeed the last of a breed? Even if fire-breathing, shit you can say to inspire heat If you your entire meat pad up in a dryer sheet And I'm back to rule the kingdom of 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
Whatever you say, Mrs. (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 Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Yo, yo, let me hit you 'em I'd get you back 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, out this Nicki act Nicki this Nicki that, all bitches piggypack back, ah, ah, ah back Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah
How all them mirror my style The mandem Inna the dance, we a go out time now I wanna, suicidal Yeah, on the real I'm these bitches' be dumb to make me your rival 'Cause I'm too powerful, yeah, you not So say your prayers 'cause you 'bout to die Die slow, die Jealousy is a disease, die Die slow, die Tell her jealousy is a disease, die slow