Feeling Myself

Feeling Myself - 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 think 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

Smokin' all off, talkin' bout that high-grade

Baby hold up, I can kill your migraine

Migraine, migraine, migraine,

migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, magraine

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 kiss,

car keys got B's

Stingin' with the Queen Bey

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

Rrrrrrrrrr!

You like it don't you? Snitches!

Young Money