Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin' Myself

I be everywhere everybody me
Super, super fresh a dope styling
on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
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
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
Look up in the mirror, the mirror at me
The be like 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, know me
me in the club hundred bottles on me
I get busy like a one
In the drop getting head baby mind
We gettin' why you playing with it
Pool in the crib you land a water plane in it
Slick Rick at the mirror
Big Daddy bitch Like Shakira
1.5 made car
Me and table looking like the bar
I love bad bitches 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 the whole globe with no problemo
Been rocking coats since my first
And now I'm hoes in the continental
And I done seen me out my dope ride
I up the doors, suicide
I came from the bottom, the sewer
I it to the top 'Cause I do it fly
Feelin' fuckin' lucky like the 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 trippin' like they molly
Up in the club, is you can find 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 floor just to make booty twerk
Shake, shake that ass like a, an expert
Shake, that ass like a, like an expert

I be everybody know me
Super, super fresh with a styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple on my neck
Givenchy the chickens in check
All these car keys drive chickens to my crib
Dru Got somebody sleeping on my bed
She give me IQ, mean she give me head
I give 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 throw it up like god dammit, god dammit I'm 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

in my hand, Rollie on my wrist
Got a bottle of that dollar champagne in my fist
Women of in your sleep in my bed
So I don't need your brains I need my ass
But all my like give me some head
joints till our eyes turn 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 bigger the chain, the farther you go, you know
The the bank that's more hoes, nigga
And I done spent a quarter on clothes
Coppin' them old and puttin' foreigns 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 fresh with a dope
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my
Givenchy the chickens in check
All these car keys drive 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 give her bread
we be in the club
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 mirror at me
The mirror be like 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 yes sire