Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Feelin' Me , by - The Lacs. Song from the album Dirt Rock, in the genre КантриRelease date: 03.05.2018
Record label: Dirt Rock Empire
Song language: English
Feelin' Me |
| Honky tonk, a big redneck goon |
| Caught more fish than a man in the moon |
| And I been around town, ain’t much to see |
| Bunch of young buckwheats in they skinny ass jeans |
| DAC you’re from the 6 by 9s |
| Got one spare tire and the rest show wire |
| I creep I back fire, smoking you out |
| Remember uncle Buck, yeah I’m that guy |
| See, y’all stuck in the bars with same old |
| Main brand folks man y’all lame-o |
| Let me hit the whiskey, few toasts |
| And show you all something bout the redneck tango |
| Put you on the payroll, stacking out |
| Let’s just flip through the book, you can starting to doubt |
| I’ve been sitting round the finish line, show for grabs |
| And 'cause you’re real slow mo like carpet fiber |
| Pop a stallion on the ass, giddy-up |
| Town lab boy, bad boy, better get shut down |
| Recognize a rebel when he pull up at the party |
| Hid up off until I bringin in the monty |
| Tip my hat to the folks in the back |
| But it sure is sad that you can’t get less |
| I’ll stab my flag at the top of the hill |
| So you all know how I feel |
| I’m feelin' me |
| I’m really feelin' myself tonight |
| So if you thinking bout hating |
| Don’t even waste your time |
| I’m feelin' me |
| The dirt bags ready I’m willin to down |
| I’m feelin' me |
| So I’ma do my thing till |
| they don’t love me no more |
| You see that primered up truck in my yard on them blocks |
| You know my neighbors cook it up and they ain’t welcoming cops |
| I got the mason jars buried in the pen with the hogs |
| A double barrel that I carry with my three legged dog |
| I’m so horny baby, yeah you can’t go wrong |
| And you gon' flaunt it baby, keep it moving along |
| 'Cause I ain’t looking for a normal chick, I’m looking for the baddest |
| I’m big shit dirty with a rockstar status |
| I’m talkin about a fling, I’m not talking bout forever |
| That nasty Jesse James type to bump the Cinderella |
| Get up on this boat, call us Tommy and Pamela |
| Then post a video, make folks say «Damn it bruh» |
| I’m feelin' me |
| I’m really feelin' myself tonight |
| So if you thinking bout hating |
| Don’t even waste your time |
| I’m feelin' me |
| The dirt bags ready I’m willin to down |
| I’m feelin' me |
| So I’ma do my thing till they don’t hate me no more |
| Yeah been gone, fill me cup |
| Liquor bottle in my hand, bout to tilt it up |
| While I talk to your girl, while you’re still in love |
| Like Netflix girl, we gon' chill, or what? |
| I’m feelin' me |
| I’m in the back of the room |
| Getting shitface drunk and I’m actin a fool |
| Like I don’t need to smoke but you can pass me the doob |
| Till I’m Neil Armstrong and I’m blazed to the moon, like yeah |
| Haha, party hard, got your girl top off like Mardi Gras |
| When I walk in the room then the party start |
| Hard target, you the one I party Garth? |
| Nope, not today, truck loud, you can hear me from a block away |
| But I been hitting hard like Dr. Dre |
| If you ain’t heard that this is what I got to say |
| I’m flyer than Clark Kent |
| I’m in the tighest studio and we ain’t talking no hiring apartment |
| You been sittin by a millionaire this whole time |
| I didn’t realize I’m Forrest Gump from the park bench |
| So why you tell us bout your corporate hardships |
| I have experience in your new sports car rims |
| I’ve been standing behind you crunching corn chips |
| Like ignore this making bored fart noises with my armpits |
| These rappers are really dreaming |
| I can murder these kids or I can silly string’em |
| And you still want beef if I can really eat 'em |
| I’ma leave it with the sharks like Willie Beaman |
| I’m just tryna get my piece of the pies |
| Step in line or step aside for everyone that applies |
| Cut my mic, I’m gonna reach for the sky within the blink of an eye |
| You getting mad not to reason that out |
| I’m feelin' me |
| I’m really feelin' myself tonight |
| So if you thinking bout hating |
| Don’t even waste your time |
| I’m feelin' me |
| The dirt bags ready I’m willin to down |
| I’m feelin' me |
| So I’ma do my thing till they don’t hate me no more |
| I’m feelin' me |
| 'Cause I’m really feelin' myself tonight |
| So if you thinking bout hating |
| Don’t even waste your time |
| I’m feelin' me |
| The dirt bags ready I’m willin to down |
| I’m feelin' me |
| So I’ma do my thing till they don’t hate me no more |
| I’m feelin' me |
| I’m feelin' me |
| I’m feelin' me |
| Feelin' myself, feelin' myself, feelin' myself, feelin' myself |