Luyện nghe bài hát Badass

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 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 you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see what you're doing with your bad ass,
I help but watch you moving with your bad ass.

I'm like a man of the hour, host of the evening,
But girl it's show, now bring it back, rerun.
I got pockets of hundreds, they say change is irrelevant,
Looking up in the sky I say I love you elevate.
Getting high as you ever been, we're getting bent,
Ball so hard, I 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 where my section is,
All money falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch.

I'm like the man of the hour, tear 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 pole it's a fire.
Now let me see just what doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you 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 the man of the hour, and power
And the humble 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 victims 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 some old riches
And the coldest I be with weave on Necole 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 on that 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 this money like 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 what you're doing with your bad ass,
I help but watch you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just what you're doing your bad ass,
I can't help but you moving with your bad ass.

I'm feelin' like the man of the hour, host of the
These niggas is haters they know 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 young nigga outchea ballin', all these bad callin'
Rollie all to New Orleans and a big Rolls Royces, can't park it
Got gold rims on my Ash Martin and I'm rollin' up in that
I said all my half foreign, you could run tell that ask Martin, hold up
I flex on Instagram, post your bitch goin insta-ham
pot that's insta-grams, drop that work that's insta-bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a mill, swear my life's so fuckin' real
Back to the wall fuck the world; a nigga say fuck me,
I'mma fuck his girl whoa

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

Now go ahead with that bad ass and fast cash my pass
silicones and fat ass, got cheese out, no rat trap
Real late night, no cat naps, you so
Just move it 'til the bass slap the bass like the Mac S
No question we up, workin' on my fourth cup
Then throwin' all 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 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 drop it down the pole like a fire.