Feeling Myself Lyrics By Nicki Minaj & Beyonce
Intro: Nicki Minaj
Yo, B, they ready
Let’s go
Chorus: Beyonce
Feeling myself, I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling my
Feeling myself, I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling my, feeling my
Feeling myself, I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling my
Feeling myself, I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling my
Verse 1: Nicki Minaj
I’m with some hood girls looking back at it
And a good girl in my tax bracket (Uh)
Got a black card that’ll let Saks have it
These Chanel bags is a bad habit
I-I do balls, Dal Mavericks
My Maybach, black matted (Uh)
Bitch, never left but I’m back at it
And I’m feeling myself, jack rabbit
Feeling myself, back off
‘Cause I’m feeling myself, jack off (Uh)
He be thinking about me when he whacks off
Wax on? Wax off
National anthem, hats off
Then I curve that nigga, like a bad toss (Uh)
Lemme get a number two, with some Mac sauce
“On The Run Tour”, with my mask off
Chorus: Beyonce
I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling my (Uh)
Feeling myself, I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling my, feeling my
Feeling myself, I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling my (Uh)
Feeling myself, I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling my
Post-Chorus: Beyonce
Changed the game with that digital drop
Know where you was when that digital popped
I stopped the world
Male or female, it make no difference
I stop the world, world, stop
Carry on
Verse 2: Nicki Minaj
Kitty on fleek, pretty on fleek (Uh)
Pretty gang always keep them niggas on geek
Riding-riding through Texas (Texas), feed him for his breakfast (Uh)
Everytime I whip it, I be talking so reckless
He said “Damn, Nicki, it’s tight,” I say “Yeah, nigga, you right” (Uh)
He said “Damn, bae, you so little, but you be really taking that pipe”
I said “Yes, daddy, I do, gimme brain like NYU” (Uh)
I said “Teach me, nigga, teach me, all this learning here is by you”
Pre-Chorus: Beyonce
I’m whipping that work, he digging that work
I got it, 36 of that real
Panky full of that bounce baby
Come get you some of that bounce baby
Chorus: Beyonce
I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling my (Uh)
Feeling myself, I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling my, feeling my
Feeling myself, I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling my (Uh)
Feeling myself, I’m feeling myself, I’m killing my
Bridge: Nicki Minaj & Beyonce
Cooking up that base (Base), looking like a kilo (Kilo)
He just wanna taste (Taste), bigging up my ego (Ego)
Ego, (x6)
Riding through Texas (Riding through Texas, riding through Texas)
Smoke it all off, talking bout that high-grade
Baby hold up, I can kill your migraine
Migraine, (x8)
Riding through Texas (Riding through Texas, riding through Texas)
Verse 3: Nicki Minaj & Beyonce
Bitches ain’t got punchlines or flow
I have both and an empire also
Keep getting gifts from Santa Claus at the North Pole
Today I’m icy, but I’m praying for some more snow
Let that ho ho, let-let that ho know (He in love)
He in love with that coco
Why these bitches don’t never be learning?
You bitches will never get what I be earning (Uh)
I’m still getting 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 a glacier, hits like a laser
Rrr! Dripping on that work, tripping off that perc
Flipping up my skirt and I be whipping all that work
Taking trips with all them ki’s, car keys got B’s (Uh)
Stinging with the Queen B and we be whipping all of that D
Cause we dope girls we flawless, we the poster girls for all this (Uh)
We run around with them ballers, only real niggas in my call list
I’m the big kahuna, go let them whores know (Uh)
Just on this song alone, bitch is on her fourth flow
Outro: Nicki Minaj
Hahaha, Rrrrrrrrrr!
You like it, don’t’chyea? Snitches!
(*Laughter*)
Young Money