Interpret:

Scott Hoying

Album:

Superfruit

Yo,Scotty,they're ready,let's go


I'm feelin' myself,I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' my,feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself,I'm feelin' my,feelin' my,feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself,I'm feelin' my,feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself,I'm feelin' my


I'm with some hood girls lookin' back at it
And a good girl in my tax bracket
Got a black card that let Saks have it
These Chanel bags is a bad habit
I-I do balls,Dal Mavericks,my Maybach,black matted
Mitch never left but I'm back at it and I'm feelin' myself,jack rabbit
Feelin' myself,back off,'cause I'm feelin' myself,back off
He be thinking about me when he stacks off,w-whacks on,wax off
National anthem hats off,then I curve that daddy,like a bad toss
Lemme get a number 2,with some Mac sauce
O-On The Run Tour with my mask off


I'm feelin' myself,I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' my,feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself,I'm feelin' my,feelin' my,feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself,I'm feelin' my,feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself,I'm feelin' my


Changed the game with that didital drop
Know where you was then that digital popped
I stopped the world
Hey,male or female,it make no difference,I stop the world
World stop.....Carry on


Kitty on fleek,pretty on fleek
Pretty gang,always keep them daddy's on geek
Ri-Ridin' through Texas,feed'em for his breakfast
Every time I whip it,I be talkin' so reckless
He said,"Damn,Mitchie,you tight"
I said,"Yeah,daddy you right"
He said,"Damn,bae,you so little but you be really usin' those pipes"
I said,"Yes,daddy,I do,but I got brain like NYU"
I said,"Teach me,daddy,teach me,all this learnin here is by you",ay
Cookin' up that base,lookin' like a kilo
He just wanna taste,buildin' up my ego ego ego ego ego ego ego ego,ooh


Bitches ain't got punchlines or flow
I have both and an empire also
Let that ho ho,let that ho know
He in love with that coco
Why 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 urban,ain't gotta rely on top 40
I am a rap legend,just go ask the kings of rap
Who is the queen and things of that
Nature,look at my finger,that is glazier,hits like a lazerrrr.....


Rrrr,trippin' on that work,uh,trippin' off that purp
I be flippin' up that skirt and I be whippin' all that work
Talkin' trips with all them ki's,car keys got b's
Stingin' with the Gueen B and I be whippin' all that D
Cause we dope girls we flawless,we the poster girls for all this
We run around with them ballers,only real daddy's in my call list
I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm the big kahuna,got let them whores know
Just on this song alone,Mitch is on her fourth flow
Hahahahaha......
Rrrrrr......
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