Luyện nghe bài hát Feeling Myself

Yo B, ready
go

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

I'm with some hood girls lookin' 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
myself, back off, cause I'm feelin' myself, jack off
Heard he thinks about me when he off
on? Wax off
National anthem hats off, then I curve nigga, like a bad toss
Lemme get a number 2, with some Mac
On The Run Tour, my mask off

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

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

Kitty on pink, on fleek
Pretty gang, always keep them on geek
Ridin' through Texas, for his breakfast
Everytime I whip it, I be talkin' so
He said "Damn Nicki tight," I say "Yeah nigga you right"
He say "Damn, bae, you so little, but you be really that pipe"
I say "Yes daddy I do, gimme brain NYU"
I said "Teach me, nigga, teach me, all this here is by you"

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

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

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

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

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