Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ass (Remix)

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear 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 doing with bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving your bad ass,
Let me see just what doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but you moving with your bad ass.

I'm like a man of the hour, host 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 watching you elevate.
Getting as you ever been, we're getting hella bent,
so hard, I deserve 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, ain't wetter than
Better get familiar like a relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you looking my section is,
All this money in the air like it's confetti, bitch.

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear 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 what doing with your bad ass,
I help but watch you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just what you're with your bad ass,
I can't help but you moving with your bad ass.

I'm the man of the hour, and power
And the humble ain't feed me so I got that shit out me
And the city is ours where the killers
Where the niggas "Smith-And"s
And the lift a few flowers
Okay what I see dog you and me not
Bet they be loud when I out room
Knowing how you move how you got shoes;
When the heat on niggas be pyoom
nigga with some old riches
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
my coat, we high chokin' on that dope
Turn around girl let a nigga know, Double M Olu ghost

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 like 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 you're with your 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 haters they know that we
I got a bitch she Jamaican, fuck her when we speakin'
I get your chick and I her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
I'm just a young nigga outchea ballin', all these bad callin'
Rollie all flooded to New Orleans and a big Royces, can't park it
Got gold rims on my Ash Martin and I'm rollin' up in foreign
I said all my bitches foreign, you could run tell that ask Martin, hold up
I flex on Instagram, post your bitch goin insta-ham
Pyrex pot insta-grams, drop that work that's insta-bands
And I'm man, on a couple mill, swear my life's so fuckin' real
Back to the wall like fuck the world; a nigga say me,
I'mma fuck his like 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 drop it 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,

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

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 the pole like it's a fire.