Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ass (Remix)

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

I'm feeling like a man of the hour, of the evening,
But it's your show, now bring it back, rerun.
I got pockets of hundreds, they say change is irrelevant,
Looking up in the sky I say I love you elevate.
Getting high as you been, we're 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 like a sedative.
a negative, ain't nobody wetter than
Better get like a motherfucking relative.
you see the fireworks, you looking where my section is,
All this money falling in the air it's confetti, bitch.

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

I'm the man of the hour, and power
And the humble feed me so I got that Geechi shit out me
And the city is where the killers devour
Where the niggas "Smith-And"s
And the lift a few flowers
Okay I see dog you and me not cool
Bet be loud when I leave out room
how you move how you got good shoes;
When the heat on niggas be like
Young 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 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 drop it 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 your bad ass,
Let me see just you're doing 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 slow when we
I get your chick and I her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
I'm just a young nigga outchea ballin', all these bad bitches
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 that
I all my bitches half foreign, you could run tell that ask Martin, hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, post bitch goin insta-ham
Pyrex pot that's insta-grams, drop that that's insta-bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill, swear my life's so 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 drop it down the 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 your bad ass,

Now go ahead with that bad ass and cash my dash pass
Them and fat ass, got cheese out, no rat trap
late night, no cat naps, you so acrobatic
Just move it 'til the bass slap the bass like the Mac S
No question we up, workin' on my fourth cup
Then throwin' all this money the ass is for purchase
Very important persons, don't it too personal
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 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.