Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ass

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

I'm feeling a man of the hour, host of the evening,
But girl it's show, now bring it back, rerun.
I got of hundreds, they say that change is irrelevant,
Looking up in the sky I say I watching you elevate.
Getting high as you ever been, getting hella bent,
so hard, I deserve me a Letterman.
Man, let me see cake, cake, cake,
Like enemy's ass up, gonna take it down a sedative.
That's a negative, ain't wetter than
Better get familiar a motherfucking relative.
you see the fireworks, you looking where my section is,
All money falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch.

I'm feeling 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 like it's a fire.
Now let me see just what you're doing with bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving with bad ass,
Let me see what you're doing with 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 ain't me so I got that Geechi shit out me
And the is ours where the killers devour
Where the niggas "Smith-And"s
And the victims a few flowers
Okay I see dog you and me not cool
Bet they be loud when I out room
Knowing how you move how you got shoes;
When the heat on be like pyoom
Young with some old riches
And the coldest women I be with on Necole Bitchie's
The broad let me I sweat it out 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 dope
Turn girl let a nigga know, Double M Young Olu ghost

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 it down the pole like it's a fire.
Now let me see just what you're doing with 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' the man of the hour, host of the evening
These is haters they 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 just a young nigga ballin', all these bad bitches callin'
Rollie all flooded to New Orleans and a big Rolls Royces, can't it
Got rims on my Ash Martin and I'm rollin' up in that foreign
I all my bitches half foreign, you could run tell that ask Martin, hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, your bitch goin insta-ham
Pyrex pot that's insta-grams, that work that's insta-bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill, swear my so fuckin' real
Back to the wall like the world; a nigga say fuck me,
I'mma fuck his girl whoa

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 it down the pole 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 your bad ass,

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

I'm feeling 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 like it's a fire.