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Feeling Myself
by Pusha T
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I'm feelin' myself, pause
One more cup and I might take off
Seems like haters never take a night off
But you know I'm a tell them that they can get lost
Cause I'm feelin' myself, it's my world
I'm spending money like a rich white girl
I'm gon' ball like I'm seven feet tall
I don't know about y'all, but I'm a get off, cause I'm feelin' myself
Oh, what a feelin', the champagne is spilling
All this dirty money got me bathin' in millions
Came out unscathed from the days of my dealing
The driver of that car wasn't made for a ceiling
Still up on my nino, smelling like a kilo
But I'm Downey fresh soft white like my kilo
Feelin' myself so if he know like we know
Cross that line and get shot like a free throw
Rather be on fire at the tables out in Vegas
Under bright lights, middle finger to you haters
In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
We shine like diamonds and pearls, and I'm feelin myself
[Chorus]
Baby take a chance, never mind what you're hearing
I can change your life tell me what are you comparing
Put you on the red carpet tell 'em what you're wearing
Shop till you drop they say sharing is caring
More than my winnings, we can share opinions, like baby steps
We can share beginnings, walk before you run, but she so independent
That I could see us fly, the sky is the limit
We so real, got my own quarter mill
Counting money on the bed, watching Deal or no Deal
In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
We shine like diamonds and pearls, and I'm feelin' myself
[Chorus]
I propose a toast to every living kingpin
Smart enough to delegate their work to their wing man
Keep a bad bitch on the arm of my bling hand
Play my cards right, now I'm looking at a dream hand
Yeah, got you looking at my poker face
No jokers here, you can call me smoking ace
In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
We shine like diamonds and pearls, and I'm feelin' myself
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I'm feelin' myself, pause
One more cup and I might take off
Seems like haters never take a night off
But you know I'm a tell them that they can get lost
Cause I'm feelin' myself, it's my world
I'm spending money like a rich white girl
I'm gon' ball like I'm seven feet tall
I don't know about y'all, but I'm a get off, cause I'm feelin' myself
Oh, what a feelin', the champagne is spilling
All this dirty money got me bathin' in millions
Came out unscathed from the days of my dealing
The driver of that car wasn't made for a ceiling
Still up on my nino, smelling like a kilo
But I'm Downey fresh soft white like my kilo
Feelin' myself so if he know like we know
Cross that line and get shot like a free throw
Rather be on fire at the tables out in Vegas
Under bright lights, middle finger to you haters
In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
We shine like diamonds and pearls, and I'm feelin myself
[Chorus]
Baby take a chance, never mind what you're hearing
I can change your life tell me what are you comparing
Put you on the red carpet tell 'em what you're wearing
Shop till you drop they say sharing is caring
More than my winnings, we can share opinions, like baby steps
We can share beginnings, walk before you run, but she so independent
That I could see us fly, the sky is the limit
We so real, got my own quarter mill
Counting money on the bed, watching Deal or no Deal
In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
We shine like diamonds and pearls, and I'm feelin' myself
[Chorus]
I propose a toast to every living kingpin
Smart enough to delegate their work to their wing man
Keep a bad bitch on the arm of my bling hand
Play my cards right, now I'm looking at a dream hand
Yeah, got you looking at my poker face
No jokers here, you can call me smoking ace
In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
We shine like diamonds and pearls, and I'm feelin' myself
[Chorus]