Feel Myself

Feel Myself
I just wanna feel myself
I, I just wanna feel myself
I just wanna feel myself
I just- I just wanna feel myself yeah

I just wanna feel myself
I- I just wanna feel myself
I just wanna feel myself
I just, I just wanna feel myself yeah
Rich boy, manners
Champagne glasses
Eight ball habits
Eighteen carats
Checkbook, cash it
Poodles, lavish
Bouquettes
Bitches I just wanna feel myself for a minute
I wanna guy who can climb like Everest
Got etiquette, real thoroughbread
He don't gotta be the cleverest
Hips and lips and unintelligent
(Get out)
Telling me I dress too loud
(Get out)
Got too many shoes to kill
(Get out)
Saying we should split that check
If you ain't got dime then it's time to jet
I just wanna feel myself
I- I just wanna feel myself
I just wanna feel myself
I just- I just wanna feel myself yeah
I just wanna feel myself
I- I just wanna feel myself
I just wanna feel myself
I just- I just wanna feel myself yeah

(Hahaha)
First class, fancy
Monogram, matching
Suit up, got a crewcut
Light the room up, Gatsby
I wanna guy with rich boy standards
Hamptons, Hampson want it have it
Pick me up at 8 with eighteen flowers
Bogari box back home at the mannor
Love me more than your eight ball habit
Forclose the pu*** when you close that bar
Penthouse pavement, poor girl panic
(Ah what do you mean there's no more diamonds! )
Love me more than your eight ball habit
(Get out)
Telling me I dress too loud
(Get out)
Got too many shoes to kill
(Get out)
Saying we should split that check
If you ain't got dime then it's time to jet
I just wanna feel myself
I- I just wanna feel myself
I just wanna feel myself
I just- I just wanna feel myself yeah

I just wanna feel myself
I- I just wanna feel myself
I just wanna feel myself
I just- I just wanna feel myself yeah
Okay, this is the bit where I talk about myself, right?
So after my daddy had got uhm- you know, lost everything and got locked up for a while
I was fourteen and I decided- you know, I was gonna leave home and be a- a somebody
Or whatever
And uhm- like, numerous failed attempts, bad tv shows, bad record deal, bad everything
And I had moved to Hollywood to be a big star, and ended up living in these motels
On uh Sunset Boulevard, you know thirty dollars a night, really run-down
And I would go to these cloting stores at the weekends and try on these beautiful clothes
Wearing things that I couldn't ever afford, practicing for when I was gonna be rich
You know, bad boyfriend, no money, no life
And suddenly it hit me, what the f*** am I doing with my life?

I just wanna feel myself
I- I just wanna feel myself
I just wanna feel myself
I just- I just wanna feel myself yeah
I just wanna feel myself
I- I just wanna feel myself
I just wanna feel myself
I just- I just wanna feel myself yeah