Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin' Myself

I be everywhere everybody me
Super, super with a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my
Givenchy the chickens in check
All these car keys drive chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got somebody on my bed
She give me IQ, mean she get ahead
I just give her beats, I give her bread
we be in the club
Bottles on and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
I'm gon' get it all
And I'm a it up like god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
Look up in the mirror, the mirror at me
The mirror be like baby you the god dammit
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god
You the god dammit, you the shit, you the shit

I be everywhere, everybody me
Catch me in the club bottles on me
I get busy a one liner
In the drop getting head baby mind
We gettin' money why you with it
in the crib you could land a water plane in it
Slick looking at the mirror
Big Kane bitch Like Shakira
1.5 custom car
Me and Will table looking the bar
I love bad bitches that's my problem
And I don't give a fuck my fuckin' problem

And I don't give a that's my whole M.O
I rock the globe with no problemo
Been rocking coats since my demo
And now I'm banging hoes in the
And I seen me slidin' out my dope ride
I open up the doors,
I came the bottom, the sewer side
I made it to the top I do it fly
Feelin' fuckin' lucky the fuckin' Irish
I see the whole game my third Iris
I tour the whole word a dirty pirate
To give the club some Miley Cyrus

Now everybody trippin' like poppin' molly
Up in the club, is where you can me
I do it real big never do it
If you about bullshit please don't remind me
I step in this motherfucker just to make it
I get on the floor to make that booty twerk
Shake, shake that ass a, like an expert
Shake, shake that ass a, like an expert

I be everywhere everybody me
Super, super fresh with a dope
Hunny on my wrist, couple on my neck
keep the chickens in check
All these car keys them chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got somebody on my bed
She me IQ, that mean she give me head
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
'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 like baby you the shit god
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god
You the god dammit, you the shit, you the shit

Doobie in my hand, Rollie on my
Got a bottle of that thousand champagne in my fist
of in your dreams sleep in my bed
So I don't need your I need my ass kissed
But all my homies like give me some
Smoke joints till our eyes turn 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 the car, the bigger the star
The the chain, the farther you go, you already know
The the bank that's more hoes, nigga
And I done spent a quarter on clothes
Coppin' them old schools and puttin' on the road
Real and if my fuel get low
I roll up another take a shot and reload, pow

I be everywhere everybody me
Super, super fresh with a dope
on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy the chickens in check
All these car drive them chickens to my crib
Dru Got somebody sleeping on my bed
She give me IQ, mean she get ahead
I just give her beats, I don't her bread
we be in the club
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 like baby you the shit god
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god
You the god dammit, you the shit, you the shit yes sire