Feelin' Myself (feat. Miley Cyrus, French Montana, Wiz Khalifa & DJ Mustard) - will.i.am

Oh, you broke my heart I told you I was weak for love But then you went around And did what you wanted to do And now I'm crying, crying Ooh, it seemed like everything was going fine I found the love that I thought was gonna last Then I accidentally saw a few things in your cell I even LOL'd, man, I should've known Why, why you're doing what you do You, you might as well just tell the honest truth See, I'm not really down with this This ain't no texting shit Know I got no biz, but it is what it is I don't really have much to say I was over it the second that I saw her name I got two, ooh, ooh letters for you One of them's F and the other one's U 'Cause what you gotta do is go get yourself a clue Only two, ooh, ooh letters to choose One of them's F and the other one's U SMH, I'm pressing send on you Could've been this, could've been that We done been there, we done been back You ain't with it, could've said that Why you tripping, let me hit that I ain't trying to argue more I do it all for you You know you're my right eye Baby, let me show you Oh, I know what's been going on Don't even try to act like Mr Super Nonchalant What makes you think I'll stick around I'm not as stupid as you sound And you sound really dumb right now From A to Z, ooh I got a lot of nasty things flowing up in my head But none of them are worth my time You're not even worth this rhyme And I don't, I don't give a flying I don't really have much to say I was over it the second that I saw her name I got two, ooh, ooh letters for you One of them's F and the other one's U 'Cause what you gotta do is go get yourself a clue Only two, ooh, ooh letters to choose One of them's F and the other one's U SMH, I'm pressing send on you Ooh, ooh, two letters for you, yeah, letters for you What you trippin' on, huh? Girl, you know you're wrong, huh? Don't let these girls drive you crazy I don't really have much to say (no) I was over it the second that I saw her name I got two, ooh, ooh letters for you One of them's F and the other one's U 'Cause what you gotta do is go get yourself a clue Only two, ooh, ooh letters to choose One of them's F and the other one's U SMH, I'm pressing send on you

Bounce, Bounce Bounce, Bounce Bounce, Bounce Bounce, Bounce Choppa' choppa' down, down, down, down I lay a nigga' down, down, down, down Choppa' choppa' break it down, down, down, down Shots be flying, niggas die, don't make a sound Chrome .44 on the slow-mo when your body hit the ground Nigga' look around Got shooters, got guns, got bitches, got white, mo'fucka' we run the town When them shots be flying nigga's diving, dying, running trying to hit the ground Security, need security when them shots be flying around Cocaine music nothing stopping that, with Juice 'ey I'm Project Pat I got the streets nigga' fine with that Chasing that money, nothing stopping that Big ass chopper, cocaine mafia, lay a nigga' down if a nigga' try stop 'em Chopper break it down, I fix a nigga' problem Low to the ground, and the roof no top King of the streets, I ain't never going to stop Nigga's ask around, when a single goin' drop? A nigga so hot, jewels so cold, still let a chopper chop I ain't got time for the bullshit No fight games, just a full clip Old school girl, just a hood bitch One thing for sure i'mma' let it rip Point blank range with the SK

Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again Cause bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin I fuck her once, don't call her My niggas gettin' that green, we in a different league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again Got so much money I got racks on racks on racks on racks on racks Bitch so much money my shit stacks on stacks on stacks on stacks on stacks You see me smokin' and you know I got that pack, I got that sack I got that O, I hit the club I lose control I smoke that loud, I know the grower Ball like the owner Hit this gin make things move slower I'm never sober Roll some weed our eyes gets lower I'm in my old school Ride it sound just like a newer motor They're wondering how I get these mills and still live like a stoner No other way, I get a 100k from each promoter Or more than that, hold up Money long it don't fold up Let me get some gin pour up Got some bomb weed roll up Niggas got their gang thrown' up These niggas got their game, they got it from us I'm with my gang and my niggas go nuts You talkin' money, best believe I show up And all the real niggas know us Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again Cause bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin I fuck her once, don't call her My niggas gettin' that green, we in a different league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again Talkin' money but walkin' funny Is it any reason why ya'll starvin' I smell bull and by spelling force Do I really need to beg your pardon? And my jersey say James I don't play games Like Bron when he in that Garden And, wait I said that all wrong She don't need to rock when I put my hard in My new nickname is just watch Might not join might just watch New yacht master just a watch Doubtin' me I tell em just watch Them diamonds yellow them beams are red And them hands are tucked they don't show Plus them shooters with me got the green light So why the fuck you don't think they won't go? Hold up, your chick traded post game And no shame she felt your man She probably on Joe Johnson Cause I never be on that Elton Brand It's YSL, she's fly as hell Tell the come to go to my ride You can't blame hoes ain't Peter Rose Now she a thorn in my side, grow up P-R-P-S is over my Timbs Way shorty blew me at it was only right I showed her my bench Let my mans hit, when the fan hit Spend all these bills on liquor Figured Jersey love his teams Still we got the realest niggas, Joey. Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again Cause bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin I fuck her once, don't call her My niggas gettin' that green, we in a different league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again Keep a bad bitch on my team Got bout 5 ounce of that lean My chain blue-ray on that screen I spent two days countin that cream Got bout five acres on my doorway Your main bitch is my throw away Got bout eight whips they brainless My main bitch like shorty Got my top down her hair out Isolation and she clear out Fast break my bread straight One hand shake and I bail out Hit streets corner bitches callin tell em break friend Derrick Rose ballin bitch never goin broke again ?? fades and my shades Clear ice they skate LeBron James on that break Real estate with that lake Shootin from half court got you by a long shot Montana, that nigga from the Bronx block Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again Cause bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin I fuck her once, don't call her My niggas gettin' that green, we in a different league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again

Ah-ha I'm so fresh, man (EarDrummers) Man, y'all scared to do it how I do it (tahahaha) (Mike WiLL Made-It) I'm in the club, high on purp with some shades on Tatted up, mini skirt with my J's on (you know it) (In the club, high on purp with some shades on) (Tatted up, mini skirt with my J's on) J's on my feet (you know it) J's on my feet (you know it) J's on my feet (you know it) So get like me (mm-hmm) J's on my feet (you know it) J's on my feet (we trippy) J's on my feet (we trippy) So get like me (mm-hmm) I be in the club (the club), standin' on the couch (the couch) In them Wolf Greys (what?), like it's my house (I'm home) Drinkin' out the bottle, I got no respect (ayy) Lookin' like a model who just got a check (change) I back it up, 'cause I don't give a fuck (I don't) If you're a lame, that's a shame, you can't hang with us (uh-uh) I'm MC Hammer fly (fresh), you can't touch (nope) J's so fly I should work at Flight Club Put on my J's and dance the whole night away I'm naughty by nature like I'm Hip-Hop Hooray My hands in the sky, I wave 'em from side to side My feet on the floor, I'm 'bout to turn up now I'm in the club, high on purp with some shades on Tatted up, mini skirt with my J's on (you know it) (In the club, high on purp with some shades on) (Tatted up, mini skirt with my J's on) (we trippy) J's on my feet (you know it) J's on my feet (you know it) J's on my feet (you know it) So get like me (mm-hmm) J's on my feet (you know it) (tahahaha) J's on my feet (we trippy) J's on my feet (we trippy) (uh) So get like me (mm-hmm) I be rockin' J's or I be rockin' Taylors I got lots of flavors, my kick game is major More kicks than the players, call me up, I'm scorin' Hit it like a free throw, tongue out like I'm Jordan Smiley (Miley), Miley (Miley) Come swing the thing right by me (by me) Got a joint if you wanna get stoned Got choppers if they wan' try me (if they wan' try me) Pro athlete, I'm not no wannabe (wannabe) Waitress asked how many bottles? I said 23 Put on my J's and dance the whole night away (tahahaha) I'm naughty by nature like I'm Hip-Hop Hooray (uh) My hands in the sky, I wave 'em from side to side My feet on the floor, I'm 'bout to turn up now I'm in the club, high on purp with some shades on Tatted up, mini skirt with my J's on (you know it) (In the club, high on purp with some shades on) (Tatted up, mini skirt with my J's on) J's on my feet (you know it) J's on my feet (you know it) J's on my feet (you know it) So get like me (mm-hmm) J's on my feet (you know it) J's on my feet (we trippy) J's on my feet (we trippy) (Mike WiLL-) (yes-sir) So get like me (mm-hmm) I stay showin' out (mm-hmm), my kick game is a beast (mm-hmm) I got 30 pairs of J's that ain't never been released (you know it) Flu game 12 (ho), Space Jam 11 (bitch) On the hype beast sick, they gon' need a paramedic (case) Turn up, turn up, turn up (turn up), I get trippy, I stay live (ho) All this purple in my cup, match them grape five (we sippy) I'm so high, I got three bitches that go bi (pussy) I'm so fly, I'm gettin' head like a blow dryer Put on my J's and dance the whole night away I'm naughty by nature like I'm Hip-Hop Hooray My hands in the sky, I wave 'em from side to side My feet on the floor, I'm 'bout to turn up now I'm in the club, high on purp with some shades on Tatted up, mini skirt with my J's on (you know it) (In the club, high on purp with some shades on) (Tatted up, mini skirt with my J's on) J's on my feet (you know it) J's on my feet (you know it) J's on my feet (you know it) So get like me (mm-hmm) J's on my feet (you know it) J's on my feet (we trippy) J's on my feet (we trippy) (Mike WiLL-) So get like me (mm-hmm)

We popping bottles of the pink shit, take 'em to the dome We ain't ever on that weak shit, all we blow is strong Every day we party til early in the morn Put that shit on Instagram so they know I'm putting on I know you see me, yeah, I be putting on I know you see me with your looking ass What the fuck you looking at? This is MMG and we don't speak to all you fucking crabs Got a bunch of cash, but money is under, fam I'd rather be over-prepared than slip in here understaffed Did you understand I'm down to ride with my niggas Just a double M, you can't fuck with them Unless you're certified to ride with us Keep the broads far up out my business and my mind following the ditches And I ain't tripping off of potential -- that's another word for "ain't did shit" Work, and I put D.C. on, we ain't been this high since the E.R See y'all niggas be some peons, talking about y'all be gone Whole time niggas wouldn't swing, playing tee-ball We popping bottles of the pink shit, take 'em to the dome We ain't ever on that weak shit, all we blow is strong Every day we party til early in the morn Put that shit on Instagram so they know I'm putting on I know you see me, yeah, I be putting on Hundred thousands, hundred thousands, I be throwing hundred thousands I know why they trusting me -- cause I got all these funds around 'em My fan base consist of niggas with drugs around 'em Educated sisters to bitches dancing with ones around 'em I know you think all we do is have fun around here But I'm from a city where young niggas carry guns Don't single out any corner -- its popping on every one They talking bout what they gon do, its probably already done I'm running through cake, running through states Take your one to the face every one or two cakes Just bought a new crib, that's a wonderful space Ask me how I feel I got it so my nigga We popping bottles of the pink shit, take 'em to the dome We ain't ever on that weak shit, all we blow is strong Every day we party til early in the morn Put that shit on Instagram so they know I'm putting on I know you see me, yeah, I be putting on I be cooler than a motherfucker Wanna hit the fans, selling work on the Internet -- call it Instagram And you know I do it for my city, you know I'm putting on Hundred racks on this clothes a nigga putting on Self made, self paid, forty on my belt waist Hundred round lobster feast, get a shell face I be twisted off of molly doe, chopped bricks karate doe Closet two floors -- safari doe Brown bag paper tag, nigga can't pay for swag We know we love the game but we hate to brag, Montana Me and Rozay twisted on a boat, watching all you fuck niggas choke We popping bottles of the pink shit, take 'em to the dome We ain't ever on that weak shit, all we blow is strong Every day we party til early in the morn Put that shit on Instagram so they know I'm putting on I know you see me, yeah, I be putting on