Chords with lyrics
Key: D MajorD
D MajorD A augmentedA FF BB C majorC A minorAm
e|---5---5---1---2---3---0----|
b|---7---5---1---4---5---1----|
g|---7---6---2---4---5---2----|
d|---7---7---3---4---5---2----|
a|---5---7---3---2---3---0----|
E MajorE|---x---5---1---x---x---x----|
Intro and outro riff:
e|------------------10-12-|
b|---------10----10-------|
g|-9-11-12----12----------|
d|------------------------|
a|------------------------|
E MajorE|------------------------|
Intro:
N.C.
Yo
B, they ready
N.C.
Let's go
Chorus:
D MajorD A augmentedA
Feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' my
D MajorD A augmentedA
Feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' my, feelin' my
D MajorD A augmentedA
Feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' my
D MajorD A augmentedA
Feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' my
Verse 1:
FF
I'm with some hood girls lookin' back at it
FF
And a good girl in my tax bracket (Uh)
FF
Got a black card that'll let Saks have it
FF A augmentedA
These Chanel bags is a bad habit
FF
I-I do balls
Dal Mavericks
FF
My Maybach, black matted (Uh)
FF
Bitch, never left but I'm back at it
FF A augmentedA
And I'm feelin' myself, jack rabbit
FF
Feelin' myself, back off
FF
'Cause I'm feelin' myself, jack off (Uh)
FF
He be thinking about me when he whacks off
FF A augmentedA
Wax on? Wax off
FF
National anthem, hats off
FF
Then I curve that *****, like a bad toss (Uh)
FF
Lemme get a number two, with some Mac sauce
FF A augmentedA
"On The Run Tour", with my mask off
Chorus:
D MajorD A augmentedA
I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' my (Uh)
D MajorD A augmentedA
Feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' my, feelin' my
D MajorD A augmentedA
Feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' my (Uh)
D MajorD A augmentedA
Feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' my
Post-Chorus:
BB
Changed the game with that digital drop
BB
Know where you was when that digital popped
BB C majorC
I stopped the world
C majorC C majorC
Male or female, it make no difference
C majorC D MajorD D MajorD
I stop the world, world, stop—
N.C.
Carry on
Verse 2:
FF FF
Kitty on fleek, pretty on fleek (Uh)
FF FF A augmentedA
Pretty gang always keep them ****** on geek
FF FF
Ridin'-ridin' through Texas (Texas), feed him for his breakfast (Uh)
FF FF A augmentedA
Everytime I whip it
I be talkin' so reckless
FF FF
He said "Damn
Nicki, it's tight," I say "Yeah, *****, you right" (Uh)
FF FF A augmentedA
He said "Damn, bae, you so little, but you be really takin' that pipe"
FF FF
I said "Yes, daddy
I do, gimme brain like NYU" (Uh)
FF FF A augmentedA
I said "Teach me, *****, teach me, all this learnin' here is by you"
Pre-Chorus:
BB BB
I'm whippin' that work, he diggin' that work
BB BB
I got it, 36 of that real
BB C majorC
Panky full of that bounce baby
C majorC C majorC D MajorD
Come get you some of that bounce baby
Chorus:
D MajorD A augmentedA
I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' my (Uh)
D MajorD A augmentedA
Feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' my, feelin' my
D MajorD A augmentedA
Feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself
I'm feelin' my (Uh)
D MajorD A augmentedA
Feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself
I'm killin' my
Bridge:
E MajorE E MajorE
Cookin' up that base (Base), lookin' like a kilo (Kilo)
E MajorE E MajorE
He just wanna taste (Taste), biggin' up my ego (Ego)
A minorAm A minorAm A minorAm A minorAm
(Ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego)
N.C.
Ridin' through Texas (Ridin' through Texas) (Ridin' through Texas)
E MajorE E MajorE
Smoke it all off, talkin' bout that high-grade
E MajorE E MajorE
Baby hold up
I can kill your migraine
A minorAm A minorAm A minorAm A minorAm
(Migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine)
N.C.
Ridin' through Texas (Ridin' through Texas) (Ridin' through Texas)
Verse 3:
FF FF
Bitches ain't got punchlines or flow
FF FF A augmentedA
I have both and an empire also
FF FF
Keep gettin' gifts from Santa Claus at the North Pole
FF FF A augmentedA
Today I'm icy, but I'm prayin' for some more snow
FF FF
Let that ho ho, let-let that ho know (He in love)
N.C.
He in love with that coco
FF
Why these bitches don't never be learnin'?
FF
You bitches will never get what I be earnin' (Uh)
FF
I'm still gettin' plaques, from my records that's urban
FF A augmentedA FF
Ain't gotta rely on top 40
I am a rap 🏷Legend
FF
Just go ask the Kings of Rap, who is the Queen and things of that
FF FF A augmentedA
Nature? Look at my finger, that is a glacier, hits like a laser
FF FF
Rrr! Drippin' on that work, trippin' off that perc
FF FF A augmentedA
Flippin' up my skirt and I be whippin' all that work
FF FF
Takin' trips with all them ki's, car keys got B's (Uh)
FF FF A augmentedA
Stingin' with the Queen BB and we be whippin' all of that D MajorD
FF FF
Cause we dope girls we flawless, we the poster girls for all this (Uh)
FF FF A augmentedA
We run around with them ballers, only real ****** in my call list
FF FF
I'm the big kahuna, go let them whores know (Uh)
FF FF A augmentedA
Just on this song alone, bitch is on her fourth flow
Outro:
N.C.
Hahaha
Rrrrrrrrrr!
N.C.
You like it, don't'chyea? Snitches!
(*Laughter*)
N.C.
Young Money