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WILL.I.AM FT. MILEY CYRUS, FRENCH MONTANA, WIZ KHALIFA - FELLIN'MYSELF SONG LYRICS

WILL.I.AM FT. MILEY CYRUS, FRENCH MONTANA, WIZ KHALIFA - FELLIN'MYSELF SONG LYRICS


Whoo, W-w-w-will power! I be everywhere, everybody know me, Super, super fresh, what a dope styling, Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy, keep the chickens in check, All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib
Dru Hill got somebody slipping in my bed, She give me IQ, that mean she get a head
I just give the beats, I don't give a bread

'Cause we be in the club, Bottles on deck and God dammit, God dammit
I'm feeling myself, 'Cause Imma get it all and Imma throw it up, Like God dammit, God dammit, I'm feeling 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, You the shit, you the shit

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 playing 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

And 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 cause I do it fly
Feelin' fuckin' lucky like the fuckin' Irish, I see the whole game from my third Iris
I tour the whole world like a dirty pirate, To give the whole club some Miley Cyrus

Now everybody trippin' like they poppin' molly, Up in the club, is where you 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 shit like a, like an expert (x2 times)

I'll be everywhere, everybody know me, Super, super fresh, what a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck, Givenchy, keep the chickens in check
All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib, Dru Hill, got somebody slipping in my bed
She give me IQ, that mean she get a head, I just give the beats, I don't give a bread

'Cause we be in the club, Bottles on deck and God dammit, God dammit, I'm feeling myself
'Cause Imma get it all and Imma throw it up, Like God dammit, God dammit, I'm feeling myself

Look up in the mirror and 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, You the shit, you the shit

Doobie in my hand, Rollie on my wrist, Got a bottle of that thousand dollar champagne in my fist
Women of 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' foreigns on the road
Real talk and if my fuel get low, I roll up another joint, take a shot and reload, pow

I'll be everywhere, everybody know me, Super, super fresh, what a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck, Givenchy, keep the chickens in check
All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib, Dru Hill, got somebody slipping in my bed
She give me IQ, that mean she get a head, I just give the beats, I don't give a bread

'Cause we be in the club, Bottles on deck and God dammit, God dammit, I'm feeling myself
'Cause Imma get it all and Imma throw it up, Like God dammit, God dammit, I'm feeling myself

Look up in the mirror and 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, You the shit, you the shit, Yes sir!
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