NICKI MINAJ - Feeling Myself lyrics

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I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling my

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling my, feeling my

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling my

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling my

You should know facts

This is a bad habit

I left

But I’m back at it

And I’m feeling myself Jack Rabbit

Let me get another tube with some Mac sauce

I’m on the run tour with my mascot

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling my

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling my, feeling my

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling my

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling my

Change the game

I got bitches to drop

Know who you was when that bitch had to pop

I stop the world

I stop the world

Won’t stop

Carry on

You can’t keep them always on G

Feeling the voice reckless

Every time I whip it

I’ll be talking so reckless

And he said:Damn Nicki it’s tight

I said you’re damn right

He said damn you be so little

But you really getting that bite

And I say yes daddy I do

I said teach me, teach me

I wanna be learned by you

I’m whippin’ out

You’re diggin’ out

I got it

I felt that nigga was real

Baby I’ll get you on some rounds

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling my

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling my, feeling my

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling my

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling my

Cooking up that bass

We just wanna taste

Baby hold on

I had both in an empire or so

You’re getting a wish from Santa Clause at North Pole

Today I’m icy but I’m crying for some more snow

Let that , let that know

He in love with that coco

Who is the queen and things like that?

Man you’re lookin’ at my finger

That is a…

It looks like a laser

Flippin’ off my skirt

And I’ll be whippin’ everything I know

Car keys got bees

Staying with the Queen B

And we’ll be rippin’ all that T

Cause we’re tough girls

We’re flawless

We run around with them howlers

I’m the big cojoona

Let the world know

This is on her 4th floor

You like it, dont you bitches?

Young money