Nicki Minaj – Majesty chords

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(feat. Eminem & Labrinth)

[Chorus]
Bm A D G Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Bm A D G Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
Bm A I want your love, just lead me on
D G Won't give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
Bm A ’Cause I'm a sucker for ya
D Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang G Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
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NC Uh, uh, yo, I got the money and the power now NC The G5'll get me out there in an hour now NC The MAC movin’ like crack, I'm sellin' powder now NC
G-game over, locker room, hit them showers now
NC I got the trophies and the catalogue NC Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the catalogue NC I'm buyin' buildings, we don't buy the blogs NC The Nicki challenge when I fly to Prague, uh [Refrain]
Bm A ’Cause I'm a sucker for ya
D Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang G Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang [Verse 2] NC Uh, yo, who want it with Nicki now? NC I smoke ’em like hippies now NC They see me, say, "Yippie," now NC Homes runnin’ like Griffey now NC They switchin' like sissies now NC You niggas is iffy now NC Bitches tune switchin’ up NC We take 'em to Jiffy now NC I'm thicker than peanut butter NC He nuttin' like Skippy now NC He want me to be his wife NC His misses like sippy now, uh [Chorus]
Bm A D G Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Bm A D G Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
Bm A I want your love, just lead me on
D G Won't give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
Bm A ’Cause I'm a sucker for ya
D Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang G Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang [Interlude]
Bm AShe invites me to the condo
D GUh-oh—wifey's in Chicago (oh, oh)
Bm AMy side piece—but she's also someone's wife
D GSo time we spend is borrowed
BmBut it's our moment
ARight here, fuck tomorrow
D G'Cause moments like these are to die for
BmAnd she's clear all
A DNice and easy as hair when I'm bleaching it blonde
GSo we got that lightning in a bottle
[Verse 3]
BmShe's tipsy, I'm sober
BmSo she gets a chip on her shoulder
BmSits on the sofa, I go to load a
BmSlick Rick song or throw some Souls of Mischief on
BmShe goes, "All that old school hip-hop is so fucked
BmThink that shit's got pneumonia."
BmI told her, "Bitch, now, just hold up."
BmThat's why rap needs a doctor
BmOur genre's lymph nodes are swollen up
BmIt's time to check it for strep or some tonsillitis
Bm'Cause like what they swab you with when your throat hurts
NC That's why Tribe is so vital—we need Q-Tip for the culture NC Speed it up a little bit
BmYou ain't dealin' with a fuckin' featherweight
AI used to medicate until I'd get a fuckin' bellyache
DAnd now I'm finna step on the pedal, don't wanna ever brake
GI wanna accelerate to a level that I can elevate
BmDemented with the pen, I'll make the mothafucker detonate
AI wanna make it acapella, wait, I gotta set a date
NC With the devil and celebrate, together we can renovate NC And re-develop hell awaits, and I'ma get a special place, now
BmTake a ride with me, hop into my time machine
BmI'ma take the driver's seat as I thrust into hyperspeed
BmLike I'm a meteorite, and mothafuck the fucking media right in the behind
BmI'm a human encyclopedia
BmI must be like pie crust because I was bred to rise like I was yeast
BmAnd you're never gonna reach these heights, they're just too high to reach it
BmI ain't even reached my fuckin' highest
BmYou better pick another game, try hide-and-seek
BmAnd you might wanna decide to cheat
Bm'Cause you gotta open your eyes to peek
BmAm I indeed the last of a dying breed?
A DEven if you fire-breathe, ain't shit you can say to inspire heat
GIf 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 [Chorus]
Bm A D G Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Bm A D G Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
Bm A I want your love, just lead me on
D G Won't give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
Bm A ’Cause I'm a sucker for ya
D Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang G Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang [Verse 4]
Bm Yo, yo, let me hit you back
Bm Told 'em I'd get you back
Bm I know you sittin' there just thinkin' 'bout who did you that
Bm I am who did you that
Bm You trippin', did you pack?
Bm Can't post on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki crack
Bm Here, take a Nicki pack, check out this Nicki act
Bm Nicki this, Nicki that, all these bitches piggyback
Bm Nicki back, ah, ah, ah back
Bm Ah, ah, ah back
Bm Ah, ah
[Outro]
Bm How dare all them mirror my style
Bm The mandem want this just for dial
Bm Inna the dance, we a go skin out time now
Bm I wanna come out your suicide door
Bm Yeah, on the real, I'm these bitches' idol
Bm Gotta be dumb to make me your rival
Bm 'Cause I'm too powerful, yeah, you not powerful
Bm So say your prayers 'cause you 'bout to die slow
Bm Die slow, die slow
Bm Jealousy is a disease, die slow
Bm Die slow, die slow
Bm Tell her that jealousy is a disease, die slow
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