Luyện nghe bài hát Feeling Myself

Yo B, ready
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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

I'm with hood girls lookin' back at it
And a good girl in my tax
Got a black card that let have it
These bags is a bad habit
I-I do balls, Dal Mavericks, my Maybach, magnet
Bitch, left but I'm back at it
And I'm myself, jack rabbit
Feelin' myself, off, cause I'm feelin' myself, jack off
he thinks about me when he whacks off
on? Wax off
National anthem 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 feelin' myself, I'm 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 myself, I'm feelin' my

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

Kitty on pink, on fleek
gang, always keep them niggas on geek
Ridin' through Texas, for his breakfast
Everytime I it, I be talkin' so reckless
He "Damn Nicki it's tight," I say "Yeah nigga you right"
He say "Damn, bae, you so little, but you be really takin' pipe"
I say "Yes daddy I do, gimme 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, tiny sips of that 36 of real
Hank full of bounce baby
Come get you some of that baby

I'm myself, I'm feelin' 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

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 high-grade, baby hold up
I can your migraine

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

You like it you? Snitches!
Young