[Chorus:]

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself



[Verse:]

Rich boy manners

Champagne glasses

8 ball habits

18 karats

Check book, cash it

Puddles, lavish

Broken bitches

I just wanna feel myself for a minute



I want a guy I can climb like Everest

God etiquette, real therapy

He don't gotta be to cleverest

Hips and lips, intelligent



[Bridge:]

You telling me I dress too loud

Got too many shoes too count

Saying we should split the check

If you ain't got diamonds then it's time to jet

'Cause



[Chorus:]

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself



[Verse:]

First class, fancy

Monogram, matching

Suit up, got a crew cup

Like the room up, gets me

I want a guy with a rich boy standards

Handsome, has it, want it, have it

Pick me up at 8 with 18 flowers

Bulgari box back home at the manor

Love you more than your 8 ball habit

Foreclose the pussy when you close that bar

Penthouse pavement poor girl panic

[screaming] (what do you mean there are no more diamonds?)

Love you more than your 8 ball habit



[Bridge:]

You telling me I dress too loud

Got too many shoes too count

Saying we should split the check

If you ain't got diamonds then it's time to jet

'Cause



[Chorus:]

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself



Ok this is the part where I talk about myself right?

So after my daddy got uhmm you know [?] lost everything

Got locked up for a while

I was 14 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 have moved to Hollywood to be a big star

And ended up living in these motels

On sunset boulevard you know 30 dollars a night really run down

And I would go to these clothing stores at the weekends

To try out these beautiful clothes things I could never afford

Practicing for when I was gonna be rich

You know bad boyfriend, no money, no life

And suddenly it hit me

What the *** am I doing with my life?



[Chorus:]

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself

I just wanna feel myself