Feeling Myself ft. Beyoncé Lyrics

Feeling Myself ft. Beyoncé - Nicki Minaj

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Yo B, they ready

Let's go

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 card that'll let Saks have it

These Chanel bags is a bad habit

I-I do balls, Dal Mavericks, my Maybach, black matted

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

Wax on? 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 fleek, pretty on fleek

Pretty gang, always keep them niggas on geek

Ridin'-ridin' through Texas (Texas), feed him for his breakfast (uh)

Every time I whip it, I be talkin' so reckless

He said, "Damn Nicki it's tight, " I say, "Yeah nigga you right"

He say "Damn, bae, you so little, but you be 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, 36 of that real

Panky 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, biggin' up my ego

Ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego

Ridin' through Texas, smokin' all off

Talkin' bout that high-grade, baby hold up

I can heal your migraine

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 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 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

You like it don't you? Snitches!

Young money