Feelin' Myself Lyrics: French Montana, Will.I.Am, Miley Cyrus
Feelin' Myself Lyrics
I be everywhere, everybody know me.
Super, super fresh with a dope 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.
Chorus
Cus we be in the club,
Bottles on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself.
Cus 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 shit, god dammit."
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit, god dammit.
You the shit, god dammit, you the shit, you the shit.