Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin' Myself

I be everywhere everybody me
Super, super fresh with a styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my
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, 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 I'm feelin' myself
I'm gon' 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 baby 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

I be everywhere, everybody me
Catch me in the hundred bottles on me
I get busy like a one
In the drop getting head never mind
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 bitch Like
1.5 made car
Me and Will table like the bar
I love bad bitches my fuckin' problem
And I give a fuck that's my fuckin' problem

And I don't a fuck that's my whole M.O
I rock the whole globe no problemo
Been rocking coats my first demo
And now I'm banging hoes in the
And I seen me slidin' out my dope ride
I up the doors, suicide
I from the bottom, the sewer side
I made it to the top I do it fly
Feelin' fuckin' like the fuckin' Irish
I see the game from my third Iris
I tour the whole word like a 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 real big do it tiny
If you about that bullshit don't remind me
I step in this motherfucker just to make it
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 know me
Super, super fresh a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my
Givenchy keep the in check
All these car drive them chickens to my crib
Dru Got somebody sleeping on my bed
She me IQ, that mean she give me head
I just give her beats, I don't give her
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 dammit I'm 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 god dammit
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 sleep in my bed
So I don't need your I need my ass kissed
But all my homies like me some head
Smoke joints till our turn Indian 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 bigger the car, the the star
The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you already
The bigger the bank that's hoes, nigga
And I spent a quarter milli on clothes
Coppin' them old and puttin' foreigns on the road
Real and if my fuel get low
I roll up another joint a shot and reload, pow

I be everywhere know me
Super, super fresh with a styling
on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy the chickens in check
All these car keys drive them to my crib
Dru Hill? Got sleeping on my bed
She give me IQ, that mean she get
I just her beats, I don't give her bread
'Cause we be in the
on deck 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
up in the mirror, the mirror look at me
The mirror be baby 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