Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin' Myself

I be everywhere everybody me
Super, super fresh with a dope
Hunny on my wrist, couple on my neck
Givenchy keep the in check
All these car drive them chickens 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 give her
'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 god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
Look up in the mirror, the look at me
The be like 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

I be everywhere, know me
Catch me in the club hundred on me
I get busy a one liner
In the drop getting head baby never
We gettin' why you playing with it
in the crib you could land a water plane in it
Slick Rick at the mirror
Big Daddy Kane Like Shakira
1.5 custom car
Me and Will table like the bar
I love bad that's my fuckin' problem
And I give a fuck that's my fuckin' problem

And I don't give a that's my whole M.O
I rock the globe with no problemo
Been 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 side
I it to the top 'Cause I do it fly
Feelin' fuckin' like the fuckin' Irish
I see the whole game from my third
I tour the word like a dirty pirate
To give the whole some Miley Cyrus

Now everybody trippin' like they 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 just to make it work
I get on the floor just to make booty twerk
Shake, shake ass like a, like an expert
Shake, that ass like a, like an expert

I be everybody know me
Super, super with a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, karats on my neck
Givenchy keep the in check
All these car keys drive them chickens to my
Dru Hill? Got somebody on my bed
She give me IQ, that mean she give me
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 look at me
The mirror be like 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

in my hand, Rollie on my wrist
Got a bottle of that thousand dollar in my fist
Women of in your sleep in my bed
So I need your brains I need my ass kissed
But all my homies like give me head
Smoke joints our eyes turn Indian red
Takes shots till our chests
We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this let's get it
The the bill, the bigger 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 spent a quarter milli on clothes
Coppin' them old schools and foreigns on the road
Real talk and if my get low
I roll up joint take a shot and reload, pow

I be everybody know me
Super, super fresh a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple on my neck
Givenchy the chickens in check
All these car keys drive them 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
'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 it up like god dammit, god dammit 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 god dammit
You the shit god dammit, you the shit, you the yes sire