Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ass

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 doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just you're doing with your bad ass,
I help but watch you moving with your 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 of hundreds, they say that change is irrelevant,
Looking up in the sky I say I love you elevate.
Getting as you ever been, we're getting hella bent,
Ball so hard, I me a Letterman.
Man, let me see cake, cake, cake,
enemy's ass up, gonna take it down like a sedative.
That's a negative, nobody wetter than
get familiar like a motherfucking relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you where my section is,
All this money falling in the air 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 like a fire.
Now let me see what you're doing with your bad ass,
I can't 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 the man of the hour, money and
And the humble ain't feed me so I got that shit out me
And the city is ours where the killers
the niggas lift "Smith-And"s
And the victims a few flowers
Okay what I see dog you and me not
Bet be loud when I leave out room
Knowing how you move how you got good
the heat on niggas be like pyoom
Young with 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 sure she's got them cakes but I'm trying to see throat
35-0-0 my coat, we chokin' on that dope
Turn around girl let a nigga know, Double M Olu ghost

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 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 watch you moving with bad ass,
Let me see just you're doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving your bad ass.

I'm like the man of the hour, host of the evening
These niggas is haters know that we eatin'
I got a bitch she Jamaican, fuck her slow we speakin'
I get your chick and I her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
I'm a young nigga outchea ballin', all these bad bitches callin'
Rollie all flooded to New Orleans and a big Rolls Royces, park it
Got rims on my Ash Martin and I'm rollin' up in that foreign
I said all my bitches half foreign, you could run tell that ask Martin, up
I hard on Instagram, post your bitch goin insta-ham
Pyrex pot that's insta-grams, drop work that's insta-bands
And I'm man, on a couple mill, swear my life's so fuckin' real
to the wall like fuck the world; a nigga say fuck me,
I'mma fuck his girl whoa

I'm feeling the man of the hour, tear down the house,
Throwing this 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 you're doing with your bad ass,
I help but watch you moving with your bad ass,

Now go ahead with that bad ass and fast cash my dash
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 up, workin' on my fourth cup
Then throwin' all this like the ass is for purchase
Very persons, don't take it too personal
Got more than homies, it's a movie, ready for the show

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