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Majesty Nicki Minaj ft Eminem Labrinth Lyrics (Queen)

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[00:04.97] Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)

[00:06.97] Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)

[00:08.75] I want your love, just lead me on

[00:00.00] Won't give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey

[00:00.00] 'Cause I'm a sucker for ya

[00:00.00] Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang

[00:00.00] Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang

[00:00.00] Uh, uh, yo, I got the money and the power now

[00:00.00] The G5'll get me out there in an hour now

[00:00.00] The MAC movin' like crack, I'm sellin' powder now

[00:00.00] G-game over, locker room, hit them showers now

[00:00.00] I got the trophies and the catalogue

[00:00.00] Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the catalogue

[00:00.00] I'm buyin' buildings, we don't buy the blogs

[00:00.00] The Nicki challenge when I fly to Prague, uh

[00:00.00] 'Cause I'm a sucker for you

[00:00.00] Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang

[00:00.00] Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang

[00:00.00] Uh, yo, who want it with Nicki now?

[00:00.00] I smoke 'em like hippies now

[00:00.00] They see me, say, "Yippie," now

[00:00.00] Homes runnin' like Griffey now

[00:00.00] They switchin' like sissies now

[00:00.00] You niggas is iffy now

[00:00.00] Bitches tune switchin' up

[00:00.00] We take 'em to Jiffy now

[00:00.00] I'm thicker than peanut butter

[00:00.00] He nuttin' like Skippy now

[00:00.00] He want me to be his wife

[00:00.00] His misses like sippy now, uh

[00:00.00] Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)

[00:00.00] Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)

[00:00.00] I want your love, just lead me on

[00:00.00] Won't give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey

[00:00.00] 'Cause I'm a sucker for ya

[00:00.00] Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang

[00:00.00] Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang

[00:00.00] She invites me to the condo

[00:00.00] Uh-oh, wifey's in Chicago (oh, oh)

[00:00.00] My side peace, but she's also someone's wife

[00:00.00] So time we spend is borrowed

[00:00.00] But it's our moment right here, fuck tomorrow

[00:00.00] 'Cause moments like these are to die for and she's clear all

[00:00.00] Nice and easy as hair when I'm bleaching it blonde

[00:00.00] So we got that lightning in a bottle

[00:00.00] She's tipsy, I'm sober

[00:00.00] So she gets a chip on her shoulder

[00:00.00] Sits on the sofa, I go to load a

[00:00.00] Slick Rick song or throw some Souls of Mischief on

[00:00.00] She goes, "All that old school hip-hop is over

[00:00.00] Think that shit's got pneumonia"

[00:00.00] I told her, "Bitch, now, just hold up!"

[00:00.00] That's why rap needs a doctor

[00:00.00] Our genre's lymph nodes are swole up

[00:00.00] It's time to check it for strep or some tonsillitis

[00:00.00] 'Cause like what they swab you with when your throat hurts

[00:00.00] That's why Tribe is so vital, we need Q-Tip for the culture

[00:00.00] Speed it up a little bit!

[00:00.00] You ain't dealin' with a fuckin' featherweight

[00:00.00] I used to medicate until I'd get a fuckin' bellyache

[00:00.00] And now I'm finna step on the pedal, don't wanna ever brake

[00:00.00] I wanna accelerate to a level that I can elevate

[00:00.00] Demented with the pen, I'll make the mothafucker detonate

[00:00.00] I wanna make it acapella, wait, I gotta set a date

[00:00.00] With the devil and celebrate, together we can renovate

[00:00.00] And re-develop hell awaits, and I'ma get a special place...now...

[00:00.00] Take a ride with me, hop into my time machine

[00:00.00] I'ma take the driver's seat as I thrust into hyperspeed

[00:00.00] Like I'm a meteorite, and mothafuck the fucking media

[00:00.00] Right in the behind, I'm a human encyclopedia

[00:00.00] I must be like pie crust because I was bread to rise like I was yeast

[00:00.00] And you're never gonna reach these heights

[00:00.00] They're just too high to reach

[00:00.00] And I ain't even reached my fuckin' highest

[00:00.00] You better pick another game, try hide-and-seek

[00:00.00] And you might wanna decide to cheat

[00:00.00] 'Cause you gotta open your eyes to peek

[00:00.00] Am I indeed the last of a dying breed?

[00:00.00] Even if you fire-breathe, it ain't shit you can say to inspire heat

[00:00.00] If you wrapped your entire meat pad up in a dryer sheet

[00:00.00] And I'm back to rule the kingdom of fuck it

[00:00.00] Better not use me as your topic

[00:00.00] Anybody who brings me up, duck it

[00:00.00] Let me keep it one hundred

[00:00.00] Two things shouldn't be your themes of discussion

[00:00.00] The queen and her husband

[00:00.00] Last thing you're gonna wanna be is our subjects, yeah

[00:00.00] Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)

[00:00.00] Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)

[00:00.00] I want your love, just lead me on

[00:00.00] Won't give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey

[00:00.00] 'Cause I'm a sucker for ya

[00:00.00] Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang

[00:00.00] Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang

[00:00.00] Yo, let me hit you back

[00:00.00] Told 'em I'd get you back

[00:00.00] I know you sittin' there just thinkin' 'bout who did you that

[00:00.00] I am who did you that

[00:00.00] You trippin', did you pack?

[00:00.00] Can't post on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki crack

[00:00.00] Here, take a Nicki pack, check out this Nicki act

[00:00.00] Nicki this, Nicki that, all these bitches piggyback

[00:00.00] Nicki back, ah, ah, ah back

[00:00.00] Ah, ah, ah back

[00:00.00] Ah, ah

[00:00.00] How dare all them mirror my style

[00:00.00] The mandem want digits for dial

[00:00.00] Inna the dance, we a go skin out time now

[00:00.00] I wanna come on, just suicidal

[00:00.00] Yeah, on the real I'm these bitches' idol

[00:00.00] Gotta be dumb to make me your rival

[00:00.00] 'Cause I'm too powerful, yeah, you not powerful

[00:00.00] So say your prayers 'cause you 'bout to die slow

[00:00.00] Die slow, die slow

[00:00.00] Jealousy is a disease, die slow

[00:00.00] Die slow, die slow

[00:00.00] Tell her that jealousy is a disease, die slow