| I’m out of this world, not your run of the mill’n
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| My name is Furl I’m the owner of the building
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| I’m a stoner and I’m chillin' with two bitches like Jack
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| I pimps and I mack drive a Benz and a 'lac
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| Man I’ve been in the back wit the groupies and the stars
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| I’ve been out front with the thugs and the guards
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| I’ve been in the yard with the Mexican mafia
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| And I only run with niggas that’ll kill and die for ya
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| I’m popular, I’m a rap star
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| But I live like a rock star running from the cop cars
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| I drop bars wit slaps that knock hard and I charge for this dick extra large
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| I’m sicker than SARS higher than Mars and I treat my bitch like an ATM card
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| I’m in the buildin and I’m feelin myself
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| Man I’m feelin myself
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| I’m in the buildin and I’m feelin myself
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| Man I’m feelin myself
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| I’m in the buildin and I’m feelin myself
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| Man I’m feelin myself
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| I’m in the buildin and I’m feelin myself
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| Man I’m feelin myself
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| She’s in the buildin and she’s feelin herself
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| She’s lookin bad man I’m willing to help
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| Stop it baby you’re killin' yourself
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| Come on I got your back you could chill in my Delt'
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| I’m feelin myself too
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| Man just imagine some of the things we can do
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| You under me
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| Me under you
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| Then we can catch the Liquor store before 2
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| We can hit my nigga and go get some shrooms
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| And if you still want to kick it we can go get a room
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| It won’t cost you much, I’m a good buy
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| Dick-on-discount? |
| Bitch good bye!
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| What do I look like Mr. Frank Fuck for Free
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| No dough ho? |
| You can’t fuck with me
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| Get the fuck out
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| Bitch you still in my Delt'
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| You full of shit and I’m feelin' myself
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| I’m in the buildin and I’m feelin myself
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| Man I’m feelin myself
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| I’m in the buildin and I’m feelin myself
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| Man I’m feelin myself
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| I’m in the buildin and I’m feelin myself
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| Man I’m feelin myself
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| I’m in the buildin and I’m feelin myself
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| Man I’m feelin myself
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| I’m a West Coast Bad Boy
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| I represent it
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| «Dre, that’s a bad toy, is it rented?»
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| Hardy har har very funny
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| You don’t hear my tummy
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| I gets my money
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| My stomach ain’t growlin
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| I’m stylin' and wildin', drinkin' vodka straight fuck a Long Island
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| I want my own island bet you I’m a get it
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| I switch hit and play with both mitts
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| Pack a four-fifth I’m after your bitch
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| He ain’t doing it right she’s after your scritch
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| And I’m after hers with these macking words, nerd
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| I thought squares, stayed sharp
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| You’re nothing but a mark in a bucket Skylark
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| I’m playing my part
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| I’m Mr. Furley
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| Quit interrupting I’m talkin' to your girly
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| I’m in the buildin and I’m feelin myself
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| Man I’m feelin myself
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| I’m in the buildin and I’m feelin myself
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| Man I’m feelin myself
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| I’m in the buildin and I’m feelin myself
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| Man I’m feelin myself
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| I’m in the buildin and I’m feelin myself
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| Man I’m feelin myself |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fellin' Myself , by - Mac Dre. Song from the album Ronald Dregan: Dreganomics, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп