Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin' Myself

I be everybody know me
Super, super fresh a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my
keep the chickens in check
All these car drive them chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got somebody on my bed
She give me IQ, that mean she get
I just her beats, I don't give her bread
we be in the club
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 I'm feelin' myself
Look up in the mirror, the 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

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' why you playing with it
Pool in the crib you could land a plane in it
Slick Rick looking at the
Big Daddy Kane bitch Shakira
1.5 custom car
Me and Will table like the bar
I bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem
And I don't give a fuck that's my problem

And I don't give a that's my whole M.O
I the whole globe with no problemo
Been rocking coats since my first
And now I'm hoes in the continental
And I done me slidin' out my dope ride
I up the doors, suicide
I came from the bottom, the sewer
I made it to the top I do it fly
Feelin' lucky like the fuckin' Irish
I see the whole from my third Iris
I tour the whole word like a pirate
To give the whole club some Cyrus

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

I be everywhere everybody me
Super, fresh with a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, karats on my neck
Givenchy keep the in check
All these car keys drive chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got sleeping on my bed
She give me IQ, that mean she give me
I give her beats, I don't give her bread
'Cause we be in the
Bottles on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin'
I'm gon' get it all
And I'm a throw it up like god dammit, god I'm feelin' myself
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

Doobie in my hand, on my wrist
Got a bottle of thousand dollar champagne in my fist
Women of in your dreams in my bed
So I don't your brains I need my ass kissed
But all my like give me some head
Smoke joints our eyes turn Indian red
Takes shots till our chests
We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this get it started
The bigger the bill, the you ball
The the watch, the bigger the car, the bigger the star
The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you know
The bigger the bank that's hoes, nigga
And I spent a quarter milli on clothes
them old schools and puttin' foreigns 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 a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my
Givenchy keep the chickens in
All these car keys drive them chickens to my
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
'Cause we be in the
Bottles on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin'
I'm gon' get it all
And I'm a throw it up like god dammit, god dammit I'm myself
Look up in the mirror, the 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 yes sire