Luyện nghe bài hát Feeling Myself

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

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

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

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

Kitty on pink, on fleek
Pretty gang, always keep niggas on geek
Ridin' through Texas, for his breakfast
Everytime I whip it, I be so reckless
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 "Teach me, nigga, teach me, all this learnin' here is by you"

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

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

Cookin' up the base, lookin' like a
He just wanna taste, up my ego
Ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego
through Texas, smokin' all off
Talkin' bout that high-grade, baby up
I can your migraine

Bitches ain't got or flow
I have both and an also
He gifts from Santa Claus at the North Pole
Today I'm icy, but I'm prayin' for more snow
Let that ho ho, let that ho know, he in love with that
Why these bitches never be learnin'
You bitches never get what I be earnin'
I'm still gettin' plaques, 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, hits like a
Trippin' on that work, trippin' off that
Flippin' up my skirt and I be all that work
Takin' with all them ki's, car keys got b's
Stingin' with the Queen B and we be whippin' all D
Cause we dope girls we flawless, we the poster girls for all
We run around them ballers, only real niggas on my call list
I'm the big kahuna, go let them whores
Just on this song alone, is on her fourth flow

You like it don't Snitches!
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