Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ass (Remix)

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

I'm feeling a man of the hour, host of the evening,
But girl your show, now bring it back, rerun.
I got pockets of hundreds, say that change is irrelevant,
up in the sky I say I love watching you elevate.
Getting high as you ever been, we're getting bent,
Ball so hard, I me a Letterman.
Man, let me see cake, cake, cake,
Like enemy's ass up, 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 looking where my is,
All this money falling in the air it's confetti, bitch.

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, 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 with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you with 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, and power
And the humble ain't feed me so I got that shit out me
And the city is ours the killers devour
Where the niggas "Smith-And"s
And the victims lift a few
Okay I see dog you and me not cool
Bet they be when I leave out room
Knowing how you move how you got shoes;
When the heat on niggas be 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 she's got them cakes but I'm trying to see that throat
35-0-0 my coat, we high on that dope
Turn girl let a nigga know, Double 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 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 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 feelin' the man of the hour, host of the evening
niggas is haters they know that we eatin'
I got a bitch she Jamaican, her slow when we speakin'
I get your chick and I her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
I'm just a nigga outchea ballin', all these bad bitches 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 up in that foreign
I said all my bitches half foreign, you run tell that ask Martin, hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, your bitch goin insta-ham
Pyrex pot insta-grams, drop that work that's insta-bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill, swear my life's so fuckin'
Back to the like fuck the world; a nigga say fuck me,
I'mma fuck his girl like

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 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 with bad ass,

Now go ahead with that bad ass and fast cash my pass
Them and fat ass, got cheese out, no rat trap
Real late night, no cat naps, you so
Just move it 'til the slap the bass slap like the Mac S
No question we up, workin' on my fourth cup
Then throwin' all money like the ass is for purchase
Very important persons, take it too personal
Got more bottles than homies, it's a movie, ready for the

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.