Feeling Myself Lyrics – Nicki Minaj
Singer: Nicki Minaj
Title: Feeling Myself
Yo B, they ready
Lets 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
b#tch, 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 n#gg# like a bad toss
Lemme get a number 2 with some mac sauce
On The Run Tour with my mask off
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 n#gg#s on geek
Ridin’ through Texas, fearin’ for his breakfast
Everytime I whip it I be talkin’ so reckless
He said “damn Nicki it’s tight”
I say “yeah n#gg# 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, n#gg#, 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
Cookin’ up the base, lookin’ like a kilo
He just wanna taste, buildin’ up my ego
Ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego
Ridin’ through Texas, smokin’ all the [?]
Tuckin’ up that [?], baby hold up
I can heal your migraine
b#tches 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, let that n#gg# know, he in love with that coco
Why these b#tches don’t never be learnin’
You n#gg#s 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
Flippin’ on that work, trippin’ off that purp
Flippin’ up my skirt and I be whippin’ all that work
Takin’ trips with all them ki’s, car keys got b’s
Stingin’ with the Queen B 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 n#gg#s on my call list
I’m the big kahuna, go let them hoes know
Just on this song alone, b#tch is on her fourth flow
You like it don’t you, snitches!
Young money
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