Dolla - Feelin' Myself - Sözleri

chorus


I gotta flock of fly women


im feelin' myself 


feelin' myself 


feelin' myself





think a nigga lost his pistal


how im feelin' myself 


feelin' myself


feelin' myself





i make my own damn money 


im feelin' myself


feelin myself


feelin' myself





you aint gotta feel me homie


im feelin' myself


fellin' myself


feelin' myself


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well imma A-town resident,


cocky and arrogant


feelin' myself like im off my own medicine


nuts of an elephant


dope boy stamina


i aint taken pictures 


im too cool for the camera


flossin' on you bitches like the boss 


you'z an amature


blame it on your manager


i run my city 


i aint talkin marathons 


i am not P.Diddy


in a coupe lookin.....?


doo doo brown interior


follow the leader  


10 steps ahead of ya'


diamonds on my neck 


sing the song to her


jack me, yeah right 


i stay strapped like yo pole


im feelin' myself 


i tell them go and they go





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hey get familiar with the style


get familiar with the swag


get familiar with the pizzazz 


be showin' my ass


get familiar with the chain 


flooded loaded in cash


every car got a stash in the dash


every chick thick with an ass 


first one to blast 


ask questions later


fo fo mag 


how a nigga adressed the hater


no mask on the cape 


i aint presses with paper


duck investigators


im cooler than a fridgerater


sweeter than a now-n-later


gang get it poppin' 


make the haters fell the vapors


dolla the hood faviorite


that weak shit shave it


feelin' myself i got the whole block achin





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(girl)does he think he da sh**


does he think he da sh**


dose he think he da sh**


(dolla) hell yeah i do


(girl) he think he da sh**


he think he da sh** 


he think he da sh**


(dolla) if you waz me you would too nigga





ay' whatcha know about goin out 


down south ballin out 


DVS all up in the f***in mouth


doors liftin up rooftop comin down


dolla goin up 


why these hatin niggas comin down


settle down till the b****es calm down


the prince in tha buildin'


everybody gather round


i gotta story to tell


about how i feel


my swag, my style and my goddamn self


cuz im cool, cooler than a fan


and my shoes, my shoes cost a grand


and she choose cuz sh** im the man


better get wit'a b**** 


that can pop a rubberband





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