Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ass

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 pole it's a fire.
Now let me see what you're doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you with your 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 a man of the hour, host of the evening,
But girl it's show, now bring it back, rerun.
I got pockets of hundreds, say that change is irrelevant,
Looking up in the sky I say I watching you elevate.
Getting high as you 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
Better get familiar a motherfucking relative.
you see the fireworks, you looking where my section is,
All this money falling in the air like 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 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 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 the man of the hour, money and
And the humble feed me so I got that Geechi shit out me
And the is ours 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
Knowing how you move how you got shoes;
When the heat on be like pyoom
nigga with some old riches
And the coldest women I be with 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 chokin' on that dope
Turn around girl let a know, Double M Young Olu ghost

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear the house,
Throwing this money 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 watch you moving with bad ass,
Let me see just what you're doing with bad ass,
I can't help but watch you with your 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, her slow when we speakin'
I get your chick and I take her, Cabo for the weekend
I'm just a young nigga outchea ballin', all bad bitches callin'
Rollie all flooded to New Orleans and a big Rolls Royces, park it
Got gold rims on my Ash Martin and I'm rollin' up in that
I all my bitches half foreign, you could run tell that ask Martin, hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, post your bitch goin
Pyrex pot that's insta-grams, drop that work insta-bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill, swear my life's so fuckin'
Back to the wall like fuck the 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 like 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 doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you with your bad ass,

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

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 like it's a fire.