Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ass

I'm feeling the man of the hour, tear down the house,
Throwing this money like it's no out.
Okay, but I know, can you get any higher,
And it down the pole like it's a fire.
Now let me see just what you're doing your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving with bad ass,
Let me see what you're doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but you moving with your bad ass.

I'm feeling like a man of the hour, of the evening,
But girl it's show, now bring it back, rerun.
I got pockets of hundreds, they say change is irrelevant,
up in the sky I say I love watching you elevate.
Getting high as you ever been, we're hella bent,
so hard, I deserve me a Letterman.
Man, let me see cake, cake, cake,
Like enemy's ass up, gonna take it down a sedative.
That's a negative, ain't nobody wetter
Better get familiar like a relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you looking my section is,
All money falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch.

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, down the house,
this money like it's no running out.
Okay, but I know, can you get any higher,
And drop it down the pole it's a fire.
Now let me see just what you're doing with bad ass,
I help but watch you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just what you're doing with bad ass,
I can't help but you moving with your bad ass.

I'm the man of the hour, and power
And the humble ain't me so I got that Geechi shit out me
And the is ours where the killers devour
Where the niggas "Smith-And"s
And the lift a few flowers
Okay I see dog you and me not cool
Bet be loud when I leave out room
Knowing how you move how you got shoes;
When the on niggas be like pyoom
nigga with some old riches
And the coldest women I be weave on Necole Bitchie's
The broad let me I it out like P90 get me doe
And I'm sure got them cakes but I'm trying to see that throat
35-0-0 my coat, we high chokin' on dope
Turn around girl let a nigga know, Double M Young Olu

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, down the house,
Throwing money like it's no running out.
Okay, but I know, can you get any higher,
And drop it down the like it's a fire.
Now let me see just what doing with your bad ass,
I help but watch you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just what doing with your bad ass,
I help but watch you moving with your bad ass.

I'm feelin' the man of the hour, host of the evening
niggas is haters they know that we eatin'
I got a bitch she Jamaican, her slow when we speakin'
I get your chick and I her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
I'm just a nigga outchea ballin', all these bad bitches callin'
Rollie all flooded to New and a big Rolls Royces, can't park it
Got gold rims on my Ash and I'm rollin' up in that foreign
I said all my bitches half foreign, you could run tell that ask Martin, up
I flex hard on Instagram, post your bitch goin
Pyrex pot that's insta-grams, drop that that's insta-bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill, swear my life's so fuckin'
Back to the wall fuck the world; a nigga say fuck me,
I'mma fuck his like whoa

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, down the house,
Throwing this money it's no running out.
Okay, but I know, can you get any higher,
And it down the pole like it's a fire.
Now let me see just what doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving your bad ass,

Now go ahead with that bad ass and fast cash my pass
Them silicones and fat ass, got cheese out, no rat
Real night, no cat naps, you so acrobatic
Just move it the bass slap the bass slap like the Mac S
No question we up, workin' on my fourth cup
throwin' all this money like the ass is for purchase
Very important persons, don't it too personal
Got more than homies, it's a movie, ready for the show

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, down the house,
this money like it's no running out.
Okay, but I know, can you get any higher,
And drop it down the pole it's a fire.