Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin' Myself

I be everywhere everybody me
Super, super with a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple on my neck
keep the chickens in check
All these car drive them chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got sleeping on my bed
She give me IQ, mean 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 like god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin'
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 shit god
You the god dammit, you the shit, you the shit

I be everywhere, everybody me
me in the club hundred bottles on me
I get busy like a one
In the drop getting baby never mind
We gettin' money why you playing it
Pool in the you could land a water plane in it
Slick looking at the mirror
Big Daddy Kane bitch Shakira
1.5 custom car
Me and Will looking like the bar
I love bad bitches that's my problem
And I don't give a fuck that's my fuckin'

And I don't give a fuck that's my M.O
I rock the whole with no problemo
rocking coats since my first demo
And now I'm banging in the continental
And I done seen me out my dope ride
I open up the doors,
I came from the bottom, the side
I made it to the top I do it fly
Feelin' fuckin' lucky the fuckin' Irish
I see the whole game my third Iris
I tour the whole word like a dirty
To give the whole some Miley Cyrus

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

I be everybody know me
Super, super fresh with a styling
Hunny on my wrist, karats on my neck
keep 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 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 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

Doobie in my hand, on my wrist
Got a of that thousand dollar champagne in my fist
Women of in your dreams in my bed
So I don't need your I need my ass kissed
But all my like give me some head
Smoke till our eyes turn Indian red
shots till our chests burn
We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this get it started
The bigger the bill, the bigger you
The bigger the watch, the the car, the bigger the star
The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you already
The the bank that's more hoes, nigga
And I done spent a milli on clothes
Coppin' them old schools and foreigns on the road
talk and if my fuel get low
I roll up another joint take a and reload, pow

I be everybody know me
Super, super fresh with a dope
Hunny on my wrist, couple on my neck
Givenchy the chickens in check
All these car keys drive chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got somebody on my bed
She give me IQ, that mean she get
I give her beats, I don't 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 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 god dammit, you the shit, you the shit yes sire