Lyrics Majesty (with Labrinth & feat. Eminem) - Eminem , Labrinth , Nicki Minaj
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-lang
(Mmm)
Boom
shang-a-lang-a-lang
(Auhh)
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,
uhh
'Cause
I'm
a
sucker
for
ya
Boom
shang-a-lang-a-lang
(Auhh)
Boom
shang-a-lang-a-lang
(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
misses
like
sippi
now,
uhh
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-lang
Boom
shang-a-lang-a-lang
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
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
motherfuck
the
fucking
media
Right
in
the
behind,
I'm
a
human
encyclopedia
I
must
be
like
pie
crust
because
I
was
bread
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,
it
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
one
hundred
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-lang
Boom
shang-a-lang-a-lang
Yo,
now
let
me
hit
you
back
Told
'em
I'd
get
you
back
I
know
you
sittin'
there
just
thinking
'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
The
mandem
want
digits
to
dial
Inna
the
dance,
we
a
go
skin
out
I
know
And
when
I
come
out,
gyal
suicidal
Yeah,
on
the
real,
I'm
these
bitches'
idol
Gotta
be
dumb
to
make
me
your
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
(Die
slow)
Tell
her
that
jealousy
is
a
disease,
die
slow
(Die
slow)
1 Inspirations Outro
2 Coco Chanel
3 Miami
4 Sir
5 Come See About Me
6 2 Lit 2 Late Interlude
7 Nip Tuck
8 Good Form
9 LLC
10 Chun Swae
11 Run & Hide
12 Thought I Knew You
13 Bed
14 Hard White
15 Rich Sex
16 Barbie Dreams
17 Majesty
18 Ganja Burns
19 Ganja Burn
20 Ganja Burn
21 Majesty (with Labrinth & feat. Eminem)
22 Barbie Dreams
23 Rich Sex
24 Rich Sex (feat. Lil Wayne)
25 Hard White
26 Bed
27 Bed (feat. Ariana Grande)
28 Thought I Knew You (feat. The Weeknd)
29 Run & Hide
30 Chun Swae (feat. Swae Lee)
31 Chun-Li
32 LLC
33 Good Form
34 Nip Tuck
35 2 Lit 2 Late Interlude
36 Come See About Me
37 Sir (feat. Future)
38 Miami
39 Coco Chanel (feat. Foxy Brown)
40 Inspirations Outro
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