Feeling Myself - Jack Law & Rebecca

Jack Law

Rebecca

专辑:《Feeling Myself : Tribute To Will.I.Am, Miley Cyrus》

更新时间:2025-04-01 14:18:51

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Feeling Myself - Jack Law/Rebecca (同恩)

Written by:Will.I.Am

I be everywhere

Everybody know me

Super super fresh what

A d**e styling

Hunny on my wrist couple karats on my neck

Given chy keep the chickens in check

All these car keys drive

Them chickens to my crib

Dru hill got somebody sleeping on my bed

She give me iq that mean she get ahead

I just give her beats

I don't give her bread

'Cus we be in the club

Bottles on deck and god dammit god

Dammit I'm feelin' myself

'Cause I'mma get it all

And I'mma throw

It up like god dammit god dammit

I'm feelin' myself look

Up in the mirror the mirror look at me the mirror

Be like baby you the sh*t

God dammit you the sh*t

You the sh*t you the sh*t

God dammit you the sh*t

God dammit you the sh*t you the sh*t

I be everywhere

Everybody know me

Catch me in the club hundred bottles on me

I get busy like a one line

In the drop getting

Head baby never mind

We gettin' money while you playing with it pool

In the crib you could land a water plane in it

Slick rick looking at the mirror

Big daddy kane b**ch

Like shakira

One port 15 custom made car

Me and will table looking like the bar

I love bad b**ches that's my f**kin' problem

I don't give a f**k that's my f**kin' problem

And I don't give a f**k that's my whole mo

I rock the whole globe with no problemo

Been rocking coats since my first demo

And now I'm banging hoes in the continental

And I done seen me slidin' out my d**e ride

I open up the doors suicide

I came from the bottom the sewer side

I made it to the top 'cus I do it fly

Feelin' f**kin' lucky like the f**kin' irish

I see the whole game from my third iris

I tour the whole word like a dirty pirate

To give the whole club some Miley Cyrus

Now everybody trippin'

Like they poppin' molly

Up in the club is where you find me

I do it real big never do it tiny

If you about that b******t

Please don't remind me

I step in this mother f**ker just to make it work

I get on the floor just to make that booty twerk

Shake shake that a** like a like an expert

Shake shake that a** like a like an expert

I be everywhere

Everybody know me

Super super fresh

What a d**e styling

Hunny on my wrist couple karats on my neck

Given chy keep the chickens in check

All these car keys

Drive them chickens to my crib

Dru hill got somebody sleeping

On my bed

She give me iq that mean she give me head

I just give her beats

I don't give her bread

'Cus we be in the club bottles on deck and god

Dammit god dammit I'm feelin' myself

'Cause I'mma get it all

And I'mma throw it up like god dammit god dammit

I'm feelin' myself

Look up in the mirror the mirror look at me

The mirror be like baby you the sh*t god dammit you

The sh*t you the sh*t you the sh*t god dammit you

The sh*t god dammit you the sh*t you the sh*t

Doobie

In my hand rollie on my wrist got a bottle of

That thousand dollar champagne in my fist

Women of in your dreams

Sleep in my bed

So I don't need your brains

I need my a** kissed

But all my homies like give me some head

Smoke joints till our eyes turn indian red

Takes shots till our csests burn

We got papers bottles mollies all

This let's get it started

The bigger the bill

The bigger you ball

The bigger the watch

The bigger the car

The bigger the star

The bigger the chain

The farther you go

You already know

The bigger the bank that's more hoes ni**a

And I done spent a quarter milli on clothes

Coppin' them olds chools

And puttin' foriegns on the road

Real talk and if my fuel get lowi roll up

Another joint take a shot

And reload now

I be everywhere everybody know me

Super super fresh

What a d**e styling

Hunny on my wrist couple karats on my neck

Given chy keep the chickens in check

All these car keys

Drive them chickens to my crib

Dru hill got somebody sleeping

On my bed she give me iq that mean

She give me head

I just give her beats

I don't give her bread

'Cus we be in the club bottles on deck and god

Dammit god dammit I'm feelin' myself

'Cause I'mma get it all

And I'mma throw it up like god dammit

God dammit I'm feelin' myself

Look up in the mirror the mirror look at me

The mirror be like baby you

The sh*t god dammit you

The sh*t you the sh*t you the sh*t god dammit you

The sh*t god dammit you the sh*t you the sh*t