Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh) you want, you can have from me (oh, oh) I your love, just lead me on give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey 'Cause I'm a for ya Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Uh, uh, yo, I got the and the power now The G5'll get me out in an hour now The MAC movin' like crack, I'm 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 buildings, we don't buy the blogs The Nicki challenge I fly to Prague, uh
'Cause I'm a for you Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Uh, yo, who want it with Nicki I smoke 'em like now see me, say yippie now Homes runnin' Griffey now switchin' like sissies now You is iffy now Bitches tune up We 'em to Jiffy now I'm than peanut butter He nuttin' like now He want me to be his His misses sippy now, uh
Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh) Whatever you want, you can from me (oh, oh) I want love, just lead me on Won't 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, in Chicago (oh, oh) My piece, but she's also someone's wife So time we spend is But it's our here, fuck tomorrow 'Cause moments these are to die for And she's all Nice and easy as hair I'm bleaching it blonde So we got lightning in a bottle
tipsy, I'm sober So she gets a on her shoulder on the sofa, I go to load a Slick song or throw some Souls of Mischief on She goes, "All that old school hip-hop is so Think shit's got pneumonia" I her, "Bitch now, just hold up" That's why rap a doctor A genre slip, known to up It's time to it for strep or some tonsillitis 'Cause like what they swab you with when throat hurts That's why Tribe is so vital, we need Q-Tip for the
it up a little bit You ain't with a fuckin' featherweight I used to medicate until I'd get a bellyache And now I'm finna step on the pedal, wanna ever brake I wanna 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 With the devil and celebrate, 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 driver's as I thrust into hyperspeed Like I'm a meteorite and mothafuck love, a knee to your right And be behind, I'm a encyclopedia
I must be like pie crust because I was bred to rise like I was And you're gonna reach these heights, they're just too to reach it I ain't even reached my fuckin' You better pick another game, try And you wanna decide to cheat 'Cause you open your eyes to peep Am I indeed the last of a dying Even if you're fire-breathing, shit you can say to 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 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 Won't 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 just 'bout who did you that I am who did you You trippin', did you Can't post on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki Here, take a pack, check out this Nicki act Nicki this Nicki that, all these piggypack back, ah, ah, ah back Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah
How dare all them mirror my The mandem Inna the dance, we a go skin out now I wanna, just Yeah, on the real I'm bitches' idol be dumb to make me your rival 'Cause I'm too powerful, yeah, you not So say your 'cause you 'bout to die slow Die slow, die Jealousy is a disease, die Die slow, die Tell her that jealousy is a disease, die