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 (*##$es

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


(Pre-Chorus)
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 #~!!@ 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


(Pre-Chorus)
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

(Talking)

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) x2
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