Miley Cyrus, Will.I.Am и Wiz Khalifa

Feelin' Myself

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[Will.I.Am]
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 the 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

[Miley ft. Will.I.Am]
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 a 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,
god dammit.

[French M.]
I be everywhere, everybody know me
Catch me in the club
hundred bottles on me
I get busy like a one line
In the drop getting
head baby, never mind
We gettin' money why
you playng with it
Pool in the crib you could
land a water plane in it
Slick Rick looking at the mirror
Big daddy Kane bitch
Like Shakira 1.5 custom made car
Me and will table looking like the bar
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem
And I don't give a fuck that's my
fuckin' problem

[Will.I.Am]
An i don't give a fuck
that's my whole M.O
I rock the whole
globe with no problemo
Been rocking coats
since my first demo
And now I'm banging
hoes in the continental
And I done seen me
slidin; out my dope ride
I open up the doors suicide
I came from the bottom,
the sewer side
I made it to the top cus I do it fly
Feelin' fuckin' lucky like the fuckin' Irish
I see the whole game from the third Iris
I tour the whole world
like a dirty pirat
To give the whole world some Miley Cyrus

[Miley]
Now everybody trippin'
like they poppin' molly
Up in the club, is where
you can find me
I do it real big
never do it tiny
If you about that bullshit
please don't remind me
I step in this motherfucker
just to make it work
I get on the floor just to
make that booty twerk
Shake, shake
that ass like
a, like an expert
Shake, shake
that ass like
a, like an expert

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,
god dammit.

[Wiz Khalifa]
Doobie in my hand
Rollie on my wrist
Get a bottle of that thousand
dollar champagne in my fist
Women of in your dreams
sleep in my bed
So I don't need your brains
I need my ass kissed
But all my homies like
give me some head
Smoke joints till our
eyes turn Indian red
Take shots till our chests burn
We got papers, bottles,
mollies, all this
let's get it started
The bigger the bill,
the bigger you ball
The bigger the watch,
the bigger the car
the bigger the star
The bigger the chain
the farther you go,
you already know
The bigger the bank
that's more hoes, nigga
And I done spent a
quarter milli on clothes
Coppin' them oldschools
and puttin' foriegns
on the road
Real talk if my
fuel get low
I roll up another
joint take a
shot and reload, pow.

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,
god dammit.