Myself" I just wanna myself I just wanna feel I just feel myself I just feel myself I just wanna myself I just wanna feel I just feel myself I just feel myself Rich boy Champagne 8 ball 18 Check book, it Puddles, Broken I wanna feel myself for a minute I want a guy I can climb like God etiquette, real He don't gotta be to and lips, intelligent You telling me I too loud Got too many shoes too Saying we should split the If you ain't got diamonds then it's to jet I just feel myself I just feel myself I wanna feel myself I wanna feel myself I just wanna myself I just wanna feel I wanna feel myself I just feel myself First class, Monogram, up, got a crew cup Like the up, gets me I want a guy with a rich boy Handsome, has it, want it, it Pick me up at 8 18 flowers box back home at the manor Love you more than 8 ball habit Foreclose the when you close that bar Penthouse pavement poor girl (what do you mean there are no more diamonds?) Love you more than 8 ball habit You telling me I too loud Got too many shoes too Saying we split the check If you ain't got diamonds then it's to jet I wanna feel myself I just wanna myself I just wanna myself I just wanna feel I just wanna myself I just feel myself I wanna feel myself I just wanna myself Ok this is the part where I talk about myself So after my daddy got uhmm you know [?] everything Got locked up for a I was 14 and I decided you know [?] I was leave home And be a [?] a somebody or And uhm [?] like numerous attempts Bad TV shows, bad deal, bad everything And I moved to Hollywood to be a big star And ended up in these motels On boulevard you know 30 dollars a night really run down And I go to these clothing stores at the weekends To try out these beautiful clothes I could never afford for when I was gonna be rich You know bad boyfriend, no money, no And it hit me What the am I doing with my life? I wanna feel myself I just feel myself I just wanna myself I just wanna myself I just feel myself I just feel myself I just feel myself I just wanna feel