Luyện nghe bài hát Feeling Myself

Yo B, they
go

I'm feelin' myself, I'm myself
I'm feelin' my, feelin'
I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' my, feelin'
I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin'
I'm feelin' myself, I'm my

I'm with hood girls lookin' back at it
And a girl in my tax bracket
Got a black card that let Saks it
Chanel bags is a bad habit
I-I do balls, Dal Mavericks, my Maybach, magnet
Bitch, never left but I'm at it
And I'm feelin' myself, rabbit
Feelin' myself, back off, I'm feelin' myself, jack off
Heard he thinks about me he whacks off
on? Wax off
National hats off, then I curve that nigga, like a bad toss
Lemme get a number 2, with Mac sauce
On The Run Tour, with my off

I'm myself, I'm feelin' myself
I'm my, feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' my, myself
I'm feelin' myself, I'm my, feelin' myself
I'm myself, I'm feelin' my

the game with that digital drop
Know where you was when digital popped
I stopped the
or female, it make no difference
I stop the world, stop
on

Kitty on pink, on fleek
Pretty gang, always keep niggas on geek
Ridin' through Texas, fearin' for his
Everytime I whip it, I be so reckless
He said "Damn Nicki it's tight," I say "Yeah you right"
He say "Damn, bae, you so little, but you be takin' that pipe"
I say "Yes I do, gimme brain like NYU"
I said "Teach me, nigga, teach me, all learnin' here is by you"

I'm whippin' that work, he diggin' work
I got it, sips of that 36 of that real
Hank of that bounce baby
Come get you some of bounce baby

I'm myself, I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' my, feelin'
I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, my, feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself, I'm my, feelin' myself
I'm myself, I'm feelin' my

Cookin' up the base, like a kilo
He wanna taste, buildin' up my ego
Ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego
through Texas, smokin' all off
Talkin' bout that high-grade, hold up
I can heal your

Bitches got punchlines or flow
I have and an empire also
He gifts from Santa Claus at the North Pole
Today I'm icy, but I'm for some more snow
Let that ho ho, let ho know, he in love with that coco
Why these bitches don't be learnin'
You bitches will never get I be earnin'
I'm still gettin' plaques, from my records urban
Ain't gotta on top 40
I am a rap legend, just go ask the of rap
Who is the queen and of that
Nature, look at my finger, that is a glacier, hits a lazer
Trippin' on that work, trippin' off purp
up my skirt and I be whippin' all that work
Takin' trips all them ki's, car keys got b's
Stingin' with the Queen B and we be all that D
we dope girls we flawless, we the poster girls for all this
We run around with them ballers, only niggas on my call list
I'm the big kahuna, go let whores know
Just on this song alone, bitch is on her flow

You like it you? Snitches!
Young