Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin' Myself

I be everybody know me
Super, super with a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my
keep the chickens in check
All these car keys drive them chickens to my
Dru Got somebody sleeping on my bed
She me IQ, that mean she get ahead
I just give her beats, I don't her bread
'Cause we be in the
Bottles on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm myself
I'm gon' get it all
And I'm a throw it up like god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin'
up in the mirror, the mirror look at me
The mirror be like baby you the god dammit
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god
You the shit god dammit, you the shit, you the

I be everywhere, know me
Catch me in the club bottles on me
I get busy a one liner
In the drop getting head baby never
We gettin' money why you with it
Pool in the crib you could land a plane in it
Slick looking at the mirror
Big Daddy Kane Like Shakira
1.5 made car
Me and table looking like the bar
I love bad bitches my fuckin' problem
And I don't a fuck that's my fuckin' problem

And I give a fuck that's my whole M.O
I rock the globe with no problemo
Been rocking since my first demo
And now I'm banging in the continental
And I done seen me slidin' out my ride
I up the doors, suicide
I from the bottom, the sewer side
I it to the top 'Cause I do it fly
Feelin' lucky like the fuckin' Irish
I see the whole game from my Iris
I tour the whole like a dirty pirate
To give the club some Miley Cyrus

Now everybody trippin' like poppin' molly
Up in the club, is you can find me
I do it real big do it tiny
If you about that bullshit don't remind me
I step in this motherfucker just to it work
I get on the floor just to that booty twerk
Shake, shake that ass like a, an expert
Shake, shake ass like a, like an expert

I be everybody know me
Super, super fresh a dope styling
on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy keep the in check
All these car keys them chickens to my crib
Dru Got somebody sleeping on my bed
She give me IQ, mean she give me head
I just give her beats, I don't her bread
'Cause we be in the
on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
'Cause I'm get it all
And I'm a throw it up god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
Look up in the mirror, the mirror at me
The mirror be baby you the shit god dammit
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god
You the shit god dammit, you the shit, you the

Doobie in my hand, on my wrist
Got a bottle of thousand dollar champagne in my fist
of in your dreams sleep in my bed
So I don't need your brains I my ass kissed
But all my homies like give me head
joints till our eyes turn Indian red
Takes shots our chests burn
We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this get it started
The bigger the bill, the you ball
The bigger the watch, the bigger the car, the the star
The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you know
The bigger the bank that's more hoes,
And I done spent a milli on clothes
Coppin' them old schools and puttin' foreigns on the
Real and if my fuel get low
I up another joint take a shot and reload, pow

I be everybody know me
Super, super fresh with a dope
on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy keep the chickens in
All these car keys them chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got sleeping on my bed
She me IQ, that mean she get ahead
I just give her beats, I give her bread
'Cause we be in the
Bottles on deck and god dammit, god I'm feelin' myself
'Cause I'm get it all
And I'm a throw it up like god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin'
up in the mirror, the mirror look at me
The mirror be baby you the shit god dammit
You the shit, you the shit, you the god dammit
You the shit god dammit, you the shit, you the yes sire