Feelin’ Myself Lyrics Download by will.i.am PDF/LRC File

[ti:Feelin' Myself][ar:will.i.am (feat. Miley Cyrus, French Montana, Wiz Khalifa & Mustard)][lang:English][length:04:13.60][by:Jun][re:www.rclyricsband.com][ve:v0.0.5][00:00.00][00:01.32]Whoo, aye, W-w-w-will power
[00:10.15]I be everywhere everybody know me, Super, super fresh with a dope styling
[00:15.10]Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck, Givenchy keep the chickens in check
[00:20.15]All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib
[00:22.80]Dru Hill? Got somebody sleeping on my bed, She give me IQ, that mean she get ahead
[00:27.64]I just give her beats, I don't give her bread, ‘Cause we be in the club
[00:31.41]Bottles on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself, ‘Cause I'm gon' get it all
[00:36.35]And I'm a throw it up like god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
[00:39.70]Look up in the mirror, the mirror look at me
[00:41.99]The mirror be like baby you the shit god dammit
[00:44.38]You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god dammit
[00:46.68]You the shit god dammit, you the shit, you the shit
[00:49.91]I be everywhere, everybody know me, Catch me in the club hundred bottles on me
[00:54.87]I get busy like a one liner, In the drop getting head baby never mind
[01:00.08]We gettin' money why you playing with it, Pool in the crib you could land a water plane in it
[01:05.28]Slick Rick looking at the mirror, Big Daddy Kane bitch Like Shakira, 1.5 custom made car
[01:12.09]Me and Will table looking like the bar, I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem
[01:17.40]And I don't give a fuck that's my fuckin' problem
[01:19.95]And I don't give a fuck that's my whole M.O
[01:22.24]I rock the whole globe with no problemo, Been rocking coats since my first demo
[01:27.02]And now I'm banging hoes in the continental, And I done seen me slidin' out my dope ride
[01:32.07]I open up the doors, suicide, I came from the bottom, the sewer side
[01:37.29]I made it to the top ‘Cause I do it fly, Feelin' fuckin' lucky like the fuckin' Irish
[01:42.09]I see the whole game from my third Iris, I tour the whole word like a dirty pirate
[01:47.09]To give the whole club some Miley Cyrus
[01:49.65]Now everybody trippin' like they poppin' molly
[01:52.21]Up in the club, is where you find me, I do it real big never do it tiny
[01:56.99]If you about that bullshit please don't remind me
[01:59.55]I step in this motherfucker just to make it work
[02:02.11]I get on the floor just to make that booty twerk
[02:04.50]Shake, shake that – like a, like an expert, Shake, shake that – like a, like an expert
[02:09.51]I be everywhere everybody know me, Super, super fresh with a dope styling
[02:14.71]Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
[02:17.10]Givenchy keep the chickens in check
[02:19.65]All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib, Dru Hill?
[02:22.75]Got somebody sleeping on my bed, She give me IQ, that mean she give me head
[02:26.97]I just give her beats, I don't give her bread, ‘Cause we be in the club
[02:30.84]Bottles on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself, ‘Cause I'mma get it all
[02:35.63]And I'm a throw it up like god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
[02:39.08]Look up in the mirror, the mirror look at me
[02:41.26]The mirror be like baby you the shit god dammit
[02:43.64]You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god dammit
[02:46.20]You the shit god dammit, you the shit, you the shit
[02:49.02]Doobie in my hand, Rollie on my wrist, Got a bottle of that thousand dollar champagne in my fist
[02:54.14]Women of in your dreams sleep in my bed, So I don't need your brains I need my ass kissed
[02:58.83]But all my homies like give me some head, Smoke joints till our eyes turn Indian red
[03:03.47]Takes shots till our chests burn, We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this let's get it started
[03:08.82]The bigger the bill, the bigger you ball
[03:10.85]The bigger the watch, the bigger the car, the bigger the star
[03:13.82]The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you already know
[03:16.80]The bigger the bank that's more hoes, nigga, And I done spent a quarter milli on clothes
[03:21.00]Coppin' them old schools and puttin' foreigns on the road
[03:23.81]Real talk and if my fuel get low, I roll up another joint take a shot and reload, pow
[03:29.27]I be everywhere everybody know me, Super, super fresh with a dope styling
[03:34.21]Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck, Givenchy keep the chickens in check
[03:38.99]All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib
[03:41.64]Dru Hill? Got somebody sleeping on my bed, She give me IQ, that mean she get ahead
[03:46.59]I just give her beats, I don't give her bread, ‘Cause we be in the club
[03:50.12]Bottles on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself, ‘Cause I'm gon' get it all
[03:55.25]And I'm a throw it up like god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
[03:58.60]Look up in the mirror, the mirror look at me
[04:00.79]The mirror be like baby you the shit god dammit
[04:03.24]You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god dammit
[04:05.67]You the shit god dammit, you the shit, you the shit yes sir
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