Feeling Myself
Nicki Minaj, Beyoncé"Feeling Myself" is a song by Nicki Minaj, Beyoncé, released in 2014 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:56 long and contains 112 lines and 621 words.
Lyrics
0:01Yo B, they ready
0:06Let's go
0:07I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself
0:09I'm feelin' my, feelin' myself
0:11I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my,
0:13feelin' my, feelin'
0:13myself I'm feelin' myself,
0:16I'm feelin' my, feelin' myself
0:18I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my
0:20I'm with some hood girls lookin' back at it
0:22And a good girl in my tax bracket
0:24Got a black car that let sax have it
0:25These Chanel bags is a bad habit
0:27I do balls, Dal Mavericks
0:29My Maybach, black magnet
0:30Bitch, never left but I'm back at it
0:32And I'm feelin' myself, jack rabbit
0:34Feelin' myself, back off
0:36Cause I'm feelin' myself, jack off
0:37Heard he thinks about me
0:38when he whacks off
0:39Whacks off? Wax off
0:41National anthem hats off
0:42Then I curve that nigga like a bad toss
0:44Lemme get a number 2 with some mac sauce
0:46On The Run Tour with my mask off
0:48I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself
0:50I'm feelin' my, feelin' myself
0:52I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my,
0:54feelin' my, feelin'
0:55myself, I'm feelin' myself,
0:57I'm feelin' my, feelin' myself
0:59I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my
1:02Changed the game with that digital drop
1:03Know where you was
1:04when that digital popped
1:05I stopped the world
1:06Male or female, it make no difference
1:08I stop the world, world stop.
1:11Carry on
1:12Kitty on pink, pretty on fleek
1:15Pretty gang always keep them niggas on geek
1:18Ridin' through Texas, fearin' for his breakfast
1:22Everytime I whip it I be talkin' so reckless
1:25He said "damn Nicki its tight"
1:27I say "yeah nigga you right"
1:28He say "damn bae you so little
1:30but you been really takin'
1:31that pipe" I say "yes daddy I do,
1:34gimme brain like NYU"
1:35I said "teach me, nigga, teach me
1:37All this learnin' here is by you"
1:39I'm whippin' that work,
1:40he diggin' that work
1:42I got it, tiny sips of that 36 of that real
1:45Hank full of that bounce baby
1:48Come get you some of that bounce baby
1:52I'm feelin' myself,
1:54I'm feelin' myself
1:55I'm feelin' my, feelin' myself
1:57I'm feelin' myself,
1:59I'm feelin' my, feelin' my, feelin'
2:00myself, I'm feelin' myself,
2:02I'm feelin' my, feelin' myself
2:04I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my
2:06Cookin' up the base,
2:08lookin' like a kilo
2:10He just wanna taste, buildin' up my ego
2:13Ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego
2:20Smokin' all off, talkin' bout that high-grade
2:24Baby hold up, I can kill your migraine
2:27Migraine, migraine, migraine,
2:30migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, magraine
2:34Bitches ain't got punchlines or flow
2:38I have both and an empire also
2:41He gettin' gifts
2:42from Santa Claus at the North Pole
2:44Today I'm icy,
2:46but I'm prayin' for some more snow
2:48Let that ho ho,
2:50let that ho know,
2:52he in love with that coco
2:55Why these bitches don't never be learnin'
2:56You bitches will never get what I be earnin'
2:58I'm still gettin' plaques,
2:59from my records that's urban
2:59Ain't gotta rely on top 40
3:01I am a rap legend,
3:02just go ask the kings of rap
3:03Who is the queen
3:04and things of that nature
3:05Look at my finger,
3:06that is a glacier, hits like a lazer
3:15Trippin' on that work,
3:17trippin' off that purp
3:18Flippin' up my skirt
3:20and I be whippin' all that work
3:22Takin' trips with all them kiss,
3:24car keys got B's
3:25Stingin' with the Queen Bey
3:27and we be whippin' all that D
3:29Cause we dope girls we flawless,
3:30we the poster girls for all this
3:32We run around with them ballers,
3:34only real niggas on my call list
3:36I'm the big kahuna,
3:38go let them whores know
3:39Just on this song alone,
3:41bitch is on her fourth flow
3:46Rrrrrrrrrr!
3:49You like it don't you? Snitches!
3:56Young Money
Yo B, they ready Let's go I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself I'm feelin' my, feelin' myself I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' my, feelin' myself I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' myself I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my I'm with some hood girls lookin' back at it And a good girl in my tax bracket Got a black car that let sax have it These Chanel bags is a bad habit I do balls, Dal Mavericks My Maybach, black magnet Bitch, never left but I'm back at it And I'm feelin' myself, jack rabbit Feelin' myself, back off Cause I'm feelin' myself, jack off Heard he thinks about me when he whacks off Whacks off? Wax off National anthem hats off Then I curve that nigga like a bad toss Lemme get a number 2 with some mac sauce On The Run Tour with my mask off I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself I'm feelin' my, feelin' myself I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' my, feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' myself I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my Changed the game with that digital drop Know where you was when that digital popped I stopped the world Male or female, it make no difference I stop the world, world stop. Carry on Kitty on pink, pretty on fleek Pretty gang always keep them niggas on geek Ridin' through Texas, fearin' for his breakfast Everytime I whip it I be talkin' so reckless He said "damn Nicki its tight" I say "yeah nigga you right" He say "damn bae you so little but you been really takin' that pipe" I say "yes daddy I do, gimme brain like NYU" I said "teach me, nigga, teach me All this learnin' here is by you" I'm whippin' that work, he diggin' that work I got it, tiny sips of that 36 of that real Hank full of that bounce baby Come get you some of that bounce baby I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself I'm feelin' my, feelin' myself I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' my, feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' myself I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my Cookin' up the base, lookin' like a kilo He just wanna taste, buildin' up my ego Ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego Smokin' all off, talkin' bout that high-grade Baby hold up, I can kill your migraine Migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, magraine Bitches ain't got punchlines or flow I have both and an empire also He gettin' gifts from Santa Claus at the North Pole Today I'm icy, but I'm prayin' for some more snow Let that ho ho, let that ho know, he in love with that coco Why these bitches don't never be learnin' You bitches will never get what I be earnin' I'm still gettin' plaques, from my records that's urban Ain't gotta rely on top 40 I am a rap legend, just go ask the kings of rap Who is the queen and things of that nature Look at my finger, that is a glacier, hits like a lazer Trippin' on that work, trippin' off that purp Flippin' up my skirt and I be whippin' all that work Takin' trips with all them kiss, car keys got B's Stingin' with the Queen Bey and we be whippin' all that D Cause we dope girls we flawless, we the poster girls for all this We run around with them ballers, only real niggas on my call list I'm the big kahuna, go let them whores know Just on this song alone, bitch is on her fourth flow Rrrrrrrrrr! You like it don't you? Snitches! Young Money
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