Feelin' Myself (Explicit) - Cyrus (麦莉·赛勒斯)/French Montana/Wiz Khalifa (维兹·卡利法)/Mustard

Lyrics by：William Adams/Jean Baptiste/Cameron Jibril Thomaz/Karim Kharbouch/Dijon McFarlane/Mikely Adam

Composed by：William Adams/Jean Baptiste/Cameron Jibril Thomaz/Karim Kharbouch/Dijon McFarlane/Mikely Adam

Power power power

Power power power

Power power power

I be everywhere everybody know me

Super super fresh with a d**e styling

Hunny on my wrist couple karats on my neck

Givenchy 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

'Cause we be in the club

Bottles on deck and God dammit

God dammit I'm feelin' myself

'Cause I'm gon' get it all

And I'm a 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 s**t God dammit

You the s**t you the s**t you the s**t God dammit

You the s**t God dammit you the s**t you the s**t

I be everywhere everybody know me

Catch me in the club hundred bottles on me

I get busy like a one liner

In the drop getting head baby never mind

We gettin' money why 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***h like Shakira

15 custom made car

Me and will table looking like the bar

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

And 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 'cause 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 can find me

I do it real big never do it tiny

If you about that bulls**t please don't remind me

I step in this motherf**ker just to make it work

I get on the floor just to make that booty twerk

Shake shake that a*s like a like an expert

Shake shake that a*s like a like an expert

I be everywhere everybody know me

Super super fresh with a d**e styling

Hunny on my wrist couple karats on my neck

Givenchy 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

'Cause we be in the club

Bottles on deck and God dammit

God dammit I'm feelin' myself

'Cause I'm gon' get it all

And I'm a 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 s**t God dammit

You the s**t you the s**t you the s**t God dammit

God dammit you the s**t you the s**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*s kissed

But all my homies like give me some head

Smoke joints till our eyes turn Indian red

Takes shots till our chests 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 n***a

And I done spent a quarter milli on clothes

Coppin' them old schools

And puttin' foreigns on the road

Real talk and if my fuel get low

I roll up another joint take a shot and reload pow

I be everywhere everybody know me

Super super fresh with a d**e styling

Hunny on my wrist couple karats on my neck

Givenchy 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

'Cause we be in the club

Bottles on deck and God dammit

God dammit I'm feelin' myself

'Cause I'm gon' get it all

And I'm a 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 s**t God dammit

You the s**t you the s**t

You the s**t God dammit

You the s**t God dammit

You the s**t you the s**t yes sire

Yes sire

Yes sire

Yes sire

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