Majesty (Feat. Eminem)

Whatever you say Mrs. Majesty Oh oh Whatever you want you can have from me Oh oh I want your love just lead me on Won't give it up hey hey hey hey 'Cause I'm a sucker for ya Boom shang-a-lang-a-la Mmm Boom shang-a-lang-a-la uh yo I got the money and the power now The G5'll get me out there in an hour now The MAC movin' like crack I'm sellin' powder now G-Game over locker room hit them showers now I got the trophies and the catalogue Just did a deal Mercedes-Benz check the catalogue I'm buyin' buildings we don't buy the blogs Kyuh The Nicki challenge when I fly to Prague uh 'Cause I'm a sucker for ya Boom shang-a-lang-a-la Uh Boom shang-a-lang-a-la yo who want it with Nicki now I smoke 'em like hippies now They see me say Yippie now Homes runnin' like Griffey now They switchin' like sissies now You niggas is iffy now Bitches tune switchin' up We take 'em to Jiffy now I'm thicker than peanut butter He nuttin' like Skippy now He want me to be his wife His missus like sippi now uh Whatever you say Mrs. Majesty Oh oh Whatever you want you can have from me Oh oh I want your love just lead me on Won't give it up hey hey hey hey 'Cause I'm a sucker for ya Boom shang-a-lang-a-la Boom shang-a-lang-a-la She invites me to the condo Uh-oh wifey's in Chicago Oh oh My side piece but she's also Someone's wife so time we spend is borrowed But it's our moment right here fuck tomorrow 'Cause moments like these are to die for And she's clear all nice and easy As hair when I'm bleaching it blonde So we got that lightning in a bottle Oh She's tipsy I'm sober So she gets a chip on her shoulder Sits on the sofa I go to load a Slick Rick song or throw some Souls of Mischief on She goes All that old school hip-hop is over Think that shit's got pneumonia I told her Bitch now just hold up That's why rap needs a doctor Our genre's lymph nodes are swole up It's time to check it for strep or some tonsillitis 'Cause like what they swab you with when your throat hurts That's why Tribe is so vital we need Q-Tip for the culture Speed it up a little bit You ain't dealin' with a fuckin' featherweight I used to medicate until I'd get a fuckin' bellyache And now I'm finna step on the pedal don't wanna ever brake I wanna accelerate to a level that I can elevate Demented with the pen I'll make the mothafucker detonate I wanna make it acapella wait I gotta set a date With the devil and celebrate together we can renovate And re-develop Hell awaits and I'ma get a special place Now take a ride with me hop into my time machine I'ma take the driver's seat as I thrust into hyperspeed Like I'm a meteorite and mothafuck the fucking media Right in the behind I'm a human encyclopedia I must be like pie crust because I was bred to rise like I was yeast And you're never gonna reach these heights They're just too high to reach And I ain't even reached my fuckin' highest You better pick another game try hide-and-seek And you might wanna decide to cheat 'Cause you gotta open your eyes to peek Am I indeed the last of a dying breed Even if you fire-breathe ain't shit you can say to inspire heat If you wrapped your entire meat pad up in a dryer sheet And I'm back to rule the kingdom of fuck it Better not use me as your topic Anybody who brings me up duck it Let me keep it 100 Two things shouldn't be your themes of discussion The queen and her husband Last thing you're gonna wanna be is our subjects yeah Whatever you say Mrs. Majesty Oh oh Whatever you want you can have from me Oh oh I want your love just lead me on Won't give it up hey hey hey hey 'Cause I'm a sucker for ya Boom shang-a-lang-a-la Boom shang-a-lang-a-la Yo now let me hit you back Told 'em I'd get you back I know you sittin' there just thinkin' 'bout who did you that I am who did you that You trippin' did you pack Can't post on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki crack Here take a Nicki pack Check out this Nicki act Nicki this Nicki that All these bitches piggyback Ha piggyback ah ah ah back Ah ah ah back ah ah Out ah road they lovin' my style Style The man dem want digits fi dial Dial Inna the dance we a go skin out I know I know And when I come out y'all suicidal 'Cidal Yeah on the real I'm these bitches' idol Idol Gotta be dumb to make me your rival Rival 'Cause I'm too powerful 'Cause I'm too powerful And you not powerful Yeah you not powerful So say your prayers 'cause you 'bout to die slow Die slow Die slow Die slow die slow Die slow Jealousy is a disease die slow Die slow Die slow Die slow die slow Tell her that jealousy is a disease die slow