Feeling Myself

• 專輯：The Pinkprint
• 發行：2014-12-15
• 演唱：Nicki Minaj

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
Ridin' through Texas, smokin' all the