Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin' Myself

I be everybody know me
Super, super with a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple on my neck
keep the chickens in check
All these car keys drive them to my crib
Dru Got somebody sleeping on my bed
She give me IQ, that 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 myself
Look up in the mirror, the look at me
The mirror be like baby you the shit god
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 hundred on me
I get like a one liner
In the drop getting head baby mind
We money why you playing with it
Pool in the crib you could a water plane in it
Rick looking at the mirror
Big Daddy Kane Like Shakira
1.5 made car
Me and Will table like the bar
I love bad that's my fuckin' problem
And I don't give a fuck that's my fuckin'

And I give a fuck that's my whole M.O
I the whole globe with no problemo
rocking coats since my first demo
And now I'm banging hoes in the
And I done seen me slidin' out my 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 like a dirty pirate
To give the club some Miley Cyrus

Now everybody trippin' like they molly
Up in the club, is where you can me
I do it big never 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 just to make that booty twerk
Shake, that ass like a, like an expert
Shake, shake that ass a, like an expert

I be everywhere everybody me
Super, super fresh with a styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple on my neck
Givenchy keep the in check
All car keys drive them chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got somebody on my bed
She give me IQ, that she give me head
I give her beats, I don't give her bread
'Cause we be in the
Bottles on and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
'Cause I'm 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 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

in my hand, Rollie on my wrist
Got a bottle of that thousand champagne in my fist
Women of in dreams sleep in my bed
So I don't need brains I need my ass kissed
But all my homies give me some head
Smoke joints till our eyes Indian red
Takes shots till our burn
We got papers, bottles, mollies, all let's get it started
The bigger the bill, the bigger you
The bigger the watch, the the car, the bigger the star
The the chain, the farther you go, you already know
The bigger the that's more hoes, nigga
And I spent a quarter milli on clothes
Coppin' them old schools and puttin' on the road
talk and if my fuel get low
I roll up joint take a shot and reload, pow

I be everywhere know me
Super, super with a dope styling
on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy the chickens in check
All car keys 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 give her bread
we be in the club
Bottles on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm myself
'Cause I'm 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 you the shit god dammit
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god
You the god dammit, you the shit, you the shit yes sire