Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin' Myself

I be everywhere know me
Super, super with a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my
Givenchy keep the in check
All car keys drive them chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got sleeping on my bed
She me IQ, that mean she get ahead
I give her beats, I don't 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 god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
Look up in the mirror, the mirror 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

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

And I don't give a fuck my whole M.O
I the whole 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 sewer
I it to the top 'Cause I do it fly
fuckin' lucky like the fuckin' Irish
I see the whole game from my Iris
I tour the whole word like a dirty
To give the club some Miley Cyrus

Now everybody trippin' they poppin' molly
Up in the club, is where you can me
I do it real big do it tiny
If you about that bullshit please don't me
I step in motherfucker just to make it work
I get on the just to make that booty twerk
Shake, shake ass like a, like an expert
Shake, shake that ass a, like an expert

I be everywhere everybody me
Super, super fresh a dope styling
on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy keep the in check
All these car keys them chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got sleeping on my bed
She give me IQ, mean she give me head
I just give her beats, I don't give her
'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
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

Doobie in my hand, Rollie on my
Got a bottle of that dollar champagne in my fist
of in your dreams sleep in my bed
So I don't need your brains I my ass kissed
But all my homies like give me some
joints till our eyes turn Indian red
Takes shots till our chests
We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this get it started
The bigger the bill, the you ball
The the watch, the bigger the car, the bigger the star
The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you already
The bigger the that's more hoes, nigga
And I spent a quarter milli on clothes
Coppin' them old schools and puttin' foreigns on the
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 styling
on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy keep the in check
All car keys 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
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 look at me
The mirror be 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 shit yes