Lirik Lagu Majesty - Nicki Minaj
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)I want your love, just lead me onWon't give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey’Cause I'm a sucker for yaBoom shang-a-lang-a-langBoom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Mmm, uh, yo, I got the money and the power nowThe G5'll get me out there in an hour nowThe MAC movin’ like crack, I'm sellin' powder nowG-game over, locker room, hit them showers nowI got the trophies and the catalogueJust did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the catalogueI'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 yaBoom shang-a-lang-a-langBoom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Uh, yo, who want it with Nicki now?I smoke ’em like hippies nowThey see me, say, "Yippie," nowHomes runnin’ like Griffey nowThey switchin' like sissies nowYou niggas is iffy nowBitches tune switchin’ upWe take 'em to Jiffy nowI'm thicker than peanut butterHe nuttin' like Skippy nowHe want me to be his wifeHis misses 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 onWon’t give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey'Cause I'm a sucker for yaBoom shang-a-lang-a-langBoom shang-a-lang-a-lang
She invites me to the condoUh-oh, wifey's in Chicago (oh, oh)My side piece, but she's also someone's wifeSo time we spend is borrowedBut it's our moment right here, fuck tomorrow'Cause moments like these are to die forAnd she's clear, all nice and easyAs hair when I'm bleaching it blondeSo we got that lightning in a bottle
She's tipsy, I'm soberSo she gets a chip on her shoulderSits on the sofa, I go to load aSlick Rick song or throw some Souls of Mischief onShe goes, "All that old school hip-hop is overThink that shit's got pneumonia."I told her, "Bitch, now, just hold up!"That's why rap needs a doctorOur genre's lymph nodes are swollen upIt's time to check it for strep or some tonsillitis'Cause like what they swab you with when your throat hurtsThat's why Tribe is so vital: we need Q-Tip for the cultureSpeed it up a little bit!You ain't dealin' with a fuckin' featherweightI used to medicate until I'd get a fuckin' bellyacheAnd now I'm finna step on the pedal, don't wanna ever brakeI wanna accelerate to a level that I can elevateDemented with the pen, I'll make the mothafucker detonateI wanna make it acapella—wait, I gotta set a dateWith the devil and celebrate, together we can renovateAnd re-develop hell awaits, and I'ma get a special placeNow, take a ride with me, hop into my time machineI'ma take the driver's seat as I thrust into hyperspeedLike I'm a meteorite, and mothafuck the fucking mediaRight in the behind; I'm a human encyclopediaI must be like pie crust because I was bred to rise like I was yeastAnd you're never gonna reach these heightsThey're just too high to reachAnd I ain't even reached my fuckin' highestYou better pick another game, try hide-and-seekAnd you might wanna decide to cheat'Cause you gotta open your eyes to peekAm I indeed the last of a dying breed?Even if you fire-breath, it ain't shit you can say to inspire heatIf you wrapped your entire meat pad up in a dryer sheetAnd I'm back to rule the kingdom of fuck itBetter not use me as your topicAnybody who brings me up, duck itLet me keep it one hundredTwo things shouldn't be your themes of discussionThe queen and her husbandLast 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 onWon't give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey'Cause I'm a sucker for yaBoom shang-a-lang-a-langBoom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Yo, now let me hit you backTold 'em I'd get you backI know you sittin' there just thinkin' 'bout who did you thatI am who did you thatYou trippin', did you pack?Can't post on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki crackHere, take a Nicki packCheck out this Nicki actNicki this, Nicki thatAll these bitches piggybackHa piggyback, ah, ah, ah backAh, ah, ah back, ah, ah
Out ah road they lovin' my styleThe mandem want digits to dialInna the dance, we a go skin out I knowAnd when I come out, gyal suicidalYeah, on the real, I'm these bitches' idolGotta be dumb to make me your rival'Cause I'm too powerful ('cause I'm too powerful), yeah, 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)
Mmm, uh, yo, I got the money and the power nowThe G5'll get me out there in an hour nowThe MAC movin’ like crack, I'm sellin' powder nowG-game over, locker room, hit them showers nowI got the trophies and the catalogueJust did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the catalogueI'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 yaBoom shang-a-lang-a-langBoom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Uh, yo, who want it with Nicki now?I smoke ’em like hippies nowThey see me, say, "Yippie," nowHomes runnin’ like Griffey nowThey switchin' like sissies nowYou niggas is iffy nowBitches tune switchin’ upWe take 'em to Jiffy nowI'm thicker than peanut butterHe nuttin' like Skippy nowHe want me to be his wifeHis misses 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 onWon’t give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey'Cause I'm a sucker for yaBoom shang-a-lang-a-langBoom shang-a-lang-a-lang
She invites me to the condoUh-oh, wifey's in Chicago (oh, oh)My side piece, but she's also someone's wifeSo time we spend is borrowedBut it's our moment right here, fuck tomorrow'Cause moments like these are to die forAnd she's clear, all nice and easyAs hair when I'm bleaching it blondeSo we got that lightning in a bottle
She's tipsy, I'm soberSo she gets a chip on her shoulderSits on the sofa, I go to load aSlick Rick song or throw some Souls of Mischief onShe goes, "All that old school hip-hop is overThink that shit's got pneumonia."I told her, "Bitch, now, just hold up!"That's why rap needs a doctorOur genre's lymph nodes are swollen upIt's time to check it for strep or some tonsillitis'Cause like what they swab you with when your throat hurtsThat's why Tribe is so vital: we need Q-Tip for the cultureSpeed it up a little bit!You ain't dealin' with a fuckin' featherweightI used to medicate until I'd get a fuckin' bellyacheAnd now I'm finna step on the pedal, don't wanna ever brakeI wanna accelerate to a level that I can elevateDemented with the pen, I'll make the mothafucker detonateI wanna make it acapella—wait, I gotta set a dateWith the devil and celebrate, together we can renovateAnd re-develop hell awaits, and I'ma get a special placeNow, take a ride with me, hop into my time machineI'ma take the driver's seat as I thrust into hyperspeedLike I'm a meteorite, and mothafuck the fucking mediaRight in the behind; I'm a human encyclopediaI must be like pie crust because I was bred to rise like I was yeastAnd you're never gonna reach these heightsThey're just too high to reachAnd I ain't even reached my fuckin' highestYou better pick another game, try hide-and-seekAnd you might wanna decide to cheat'Cause you gotta open your eyes to peekAm I indeed the last of a dying breed?Even if you fire-breath, it ain't shit you can say to inspire heatIf you wrapped your entire meat pad up in a dryer sheetAnd I'm back to rule the kingdom of fuck itBetter not use me as your topicAnybody who brings me up, duck itLet me keep it one hundredTwo things shouldn't be your themes of discussionThe queen and her husbandLast 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 onWon't give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey'Cause I'm a sucker for yaBoom shang-a-lang-a-langBoom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Yo, now let me hit you backTold 'em I'd get you backI know you sittin' there just thinkin' 'bout who did you thatI am who did you thatYou trippin', did you pack?Can't post on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki crackHere, take a Nicki packCheck out this Nicki actNicki this, Nicki thatAll these bitches piggybackHa piggyback, ah, ah, ah backAh, ah, ah back, ah, ah
Out ah road they lovin' my styleThe mandem want digits to dialInna the dance, we a go skin out I knowAnd when I come out, gyal suicidalYeah, on the real, I'm these bitches' idolGotta be dumb to make me your rival'Cause I'm too powerful ('cause I'm too powerful), yeah, 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)
