Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ass (Remix)

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

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

I'm like 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 drop it down the pole it's a fire.
Now let me see just what you're doing your bad ass,
I can't help but you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just what doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving your bad ass.

I'm the man of the hour, money and
And the ain't feed me so I got that Geechi shit out me
And the city is where the killers devour
the niggas lift "Smith-And"s
And the lift a few flowers
what I see dog you and me not cool
Bet they be loud I leave out room
how you move how you got good shoes;
When the heat on niggas be like
Young nigga with old riches
And the coldest women I be with weave on Bitchie's
The let me I sweat it out like P90 get me doe
And I'm she's got them cakes but I'm trying to see that throat
35-0-0 my coat, we high chokin' on that
Turn around girl let a nigga know, M Young Olu ghost

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear the house,
Throwing this money like it's no 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 can't help but you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just what you're doing with bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving with bad ass.

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

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear the house,
Throwing this like 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 you're doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving with bad ass,

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

I'm like the man of the hour, tear 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 like it's a fire.