Nicki Minaj – Majesty chords

(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