Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ass

I'm feeling 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 down the pole like a fire.
Now let me see what you're 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 can't but watch you moving with your bad ass.

I'm like a man of the hour, host of the evening,
But girl it's your show, now it back, rerun.
I got pockets of hundreds, they say that is irrelevant,
up in the sky I say I love watching you elevate.
Getting high as you ever been, getting hella bent,
Ball so hard, I me a Letterman.
Man, let me see cake, cake, cake,
Like ass up, gonna take it down like a sedative.
That's a negative, ain't nobody wetter
get familiar like a motherfucking relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you looking where my is,
All this money falling in the air 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 like 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,
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 humble ain't 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 lift a few
what I see dog you and me not cool
Bet they be when I leave out room
how you move how you got good shoes;
When the heat on niggas be pyoom
Young nigga with some old
And the coldest I be with weave on Necole Bitchie's
The broad let me I 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 high chokin' on that
Turn around girl let a nigga know, M Young Olu ghost

I'm feeling the man of the hour, tear 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 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 watch you moving your bad ass.

I'm like the man of the hour, host of the evening
These niggas is haters they that we eatin'
I got a bitch she Jamaican, her slow when we speakin'
I get your chick and I take her, talkin' Cabo for the
I'm just a young nigga outchea ballin', all bad bitches callin'
Rollie all flooded to New Orleans and a big Royces, can't park it
Got gold on my Ash Martin and I'm rollin' up in that foreign
I said all my half foreign, you could run tell that ask Martin, hold 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 sittin' man, on a mill, swear my life's so fuckin' real
Back to the wall like fuck the world; a say fuck me,
I'mma fuck his like whoa

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 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 with bad ass,

Now go ahead with that bad ass and cash my dash pass
Them and fat ass, got cheese out, no rat trap
Real night, no cat naps, you so acrobatic
Just move it 'til the bass slap the 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 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,
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.