Feeling Myself
[Intro: Nicki Minaj]Yo B, they readyLets go
[Hook: Beyonce]I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myselfI'm feelin' my, feelin' myselfI'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' my, feelin' myselfI'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' myselfI'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]I'm with some hood girls lookin' back at itAnd a good girl in my tax bracketGot a black card that'll let Saks have itThese Chanel bag's a bad habitI-I do balls, Dal Mavericks, my Maybach, black mattedBitch, never left but I'm back at it,and I'm feelin' myself, jack rabbitFeelin' myself, back off, cause I'm feelin' myself, jack offHe be thinking about me when he whacks off, wax on? Wax offNational anthem, hats off, then I curve that nigga, like a bad tossLemme get a number two, with some Mac sauceOn The Run Tour, with my mask off
[Hook: Beyonce]
[Bridge: Beyonce]Changed the game with that digital dropKnow where you was when that digital poppedI stopped the worldMale or female, it make no differenceI stop the world, world stop...Carry on
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]Kitty on fleek, pretty on fleekPretty gang, always keep them niggas on geekRidin' through Texas, feed him for his breakfastEverytime I whip it, I be talkin' so recklessHe said "Damn Nicki it's tight," I say "Yeah nigga you right"He said "Damn, bae, you so little, but you be really takin' that pipe"I said "Yes daddy I do, gimme brain like NYU"I said "Teach me, nigga, teach me. All this learnin' here is by you"
[Bridge: Beyonce]I'm whippin' that work, he diggin' that workI got it, tiny sips of that 36 of that realPanky full of that bounce babyCome get you some of that bounce baby
[Hook: Beyonce]
Cookin' up that base, lookin' like a kiloHe just wanna taste, biggin' up my ego(Ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego)Ridin' through Texas, ridin' through TexasSmoke it all off, talkin' bout that high-gradeBaby hold up, I can kill your migraine(Migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine)Ridin' through Texas, ridin' through Texas
[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]Bitches ain't got punchlines or flowI have both and an empire alsoKeep gettin' gifts from Santa Claus at the North PoleToday I'm icy, but I'm prayin' for some more snowLet that ho ho, let that ho know -- he in love with that cocoWhy these bitches don't never be learnin'?You bitches will never get what I be earnin'I'm still gettin' plaques, from my records that's urbanAin't gotta rely on top 40,I am a Rap legendJust go ask the Kings of Rap, who is the Queen and things of thatNature?Look at my finger, that is a glacier, hits like a laserDrippin' on that work, trippin' off that percFlippin' up my skirt and I be whippin' all that workTakin' trips with all them ki's, car keys got B'sStingin' with the Queen Bey and we be whippin' all of that DCause we dope girls we flawless,we the poster girls for all thisWe run around with them ballers, only real niggas in my call listI'm the big kahuna, go let them whores knowJust on this song alone, bitch is on her fourth flow[Outro: Nicki Minaj]You like it don't you, snitches!Young money