| I’m feelin myself, pause!
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| One more cup and I might take off
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| Seems like haters never take a night off
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| But you know I’ma tell them that they can get lost
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| Cause I’m feelin myself, it’s my world
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| I’m spending money like a rich white girl
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| I’m gon' ball like I’m 7 feet tall
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| I don’t know about y’all, but I’ma get off, cause I’m feelin myself
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| Oh, what a feelin, the champagne is spilling
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| All this dirty money got me bathed in them millions
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| Came out unscathed from the days of my dealing
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| The driver of that car wasn’t made for a ceiling
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| Still up on my Nino, smelling like a kilo
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| But I’m downy fresh soft white like my pillow
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| Feelin myself so if he know like we know
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| Cross that line and get shot like a free throw
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| Rather be on fire at the tables out in Vegas
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| Under bright lights, middle finger to you haters
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| In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
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| We shine like diamonds and pearls and I’m feelin myself
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| Baby take your chance, never mind what you’re hearing
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| I can change your life tell me what are you comparing
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| Put you on the red carpet tell them what you’re wearing
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| Shop 'til you drop they say sharing is caring
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| More than my winnings, we can share opinions
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| Like baby steps, we can share beginnings
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| Walk before you run, but she so independent
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| And I could see us fly, the sky is the limit
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| We so real, got my own quarter mill
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| Counting money on the bed, watching Deal or No Deal
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| In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
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| We shine like diamonds and pearls and I’m feelin myself
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| I propose a toast to every living kingpin
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| Smart enough to delegate their work to their wing man
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| Keep a bad bitch on the arm of my bling hand
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| Play my cards right, now I’m looking at a dream hand
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| Yeah, got you looking at my poker face
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| No joker see it, you can call me Smoking Ace
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| In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
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| We shine like diamonds and pearls and I’m feelin myself |