I'm out of this world, not your run of the mill'n
My name is furl, I'm the owner of the bill'n
I'm a stoner and I'm chillin with two bitches like Jack
I pimps and I macks drive a Benz and a 'lac
Man I've been in the back wit the groupies and the stars
I've been out front with the thugs in the cars
I've been in the yard with the Mexican mafia
And I only run with niggaz that'll kill and die for ya
I'm popular, I'm a rap star
But I live like a rock star running from the cop cars
I drop bars wit slaps that Knock hard and I charge for this dick extra large
I'm sicker than sars higher than mars and I treat my bitch like an ATM card

I'm in the buildin' and I'm feelin' myself
Man I'm feelin' myself
I'm in the buildin' and I'm feelin' myself
Man I'm feelin' myself
I'm in the buildin' and I'm feelin' myself
Man I'm feelin' myself
I'm in the buildin' and I'm feelin' myself
Man I'm feelin' myself

She's in the buildin and she's feelin herself
She's lookin bad but I'm willing to help
Stop it baby your killin yourself
Come on I got your back you could chill in my dealth
I'm feelin myself too
Man imagine some of the things we can do
You under me
Me under you
Then we can catch the Liquor store before 2
We can hit my nigga and go get some shrooms
And if you still want to kick it we can go get a room
It won't cost you much
I'm a good buy
Dick-on-discount bitch good bye
What I look like mr. Frank Fuck for Free
No Dough Hoe you can't fuck with me
Get the fuck out
Bitch you still in my dealth
You full of shit and I'm feelin myself

I'm in the buildin' and I'm feelin' myself
Man I'm feelin' myself

I'm a Westcoast Bad Boy
I represent it
Dre that's a bad toy is it rented
Hardy har har very funny
You don't hear my tummy
I gets my money
My stomache ain't growlin'
I'm stylin and wilin' drinkin' Vodka straight Fuck a Long Island
I want my own Island bet you I'm a get it
I switch hits and play with both mits
I pack a 4 5th I'm after your bitch
He ain't doing it right she's after your scritch
And I'm after hers with these macking words nerd
I thought squares stayed sharp
Your nothing but a mark in a bucket Sky Lark
I'm playing my part
I'm mr. Furly
Quit interrupting I'm talkin to your gurlie

I'm in the buildin' and I'm feelin' myself
Man I'm feelin' myself
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Feelin' Myself Lyrics