Dolla - Feelin' Myself lyrics

chorus I gotta flock of fly women im feelin' myself feelin' myself feelin' myself think a n***a 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 (end chorus) well imma A-town resident, co*ky 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 b**hes 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 (chorus) hey get familiar with the style get familiar with the swag get familiar with the pizzazz be showin' my a** get familiar with the chain flooded loaded in cash every car got a stash in the dash every chick thick with an a** first one to blast ask questions later fo fo mag how a n***a 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 sh** shave it feelin' myself i got the whole block achin (chorus) (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 n***a 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 n***as 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 (chorus)