Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ass (Remix)

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 the pole like 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 with your bad ass,
I can't help but you moving with your bad ass.

I'm feeling like a man of the hour, of the evening,
But girl it's your show, now 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 ever been, we're 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.
That's a negative, ain't wetter than
Better get like a motherfucking relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you where my section is,
All this money in the air like it's confetti, bitch.

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

I'm the man of the hour, money and
And the humble ain't feed me so I got that Geechi out me
And the is ours where the killers devour
Where the lift "Smith-And"s
And the victims a few flowers
Okay I see dog you and me not cool
Bet they be loud I leave out room
how you move how you got good shoes;
When the heat on niggas be pyoom
Young nigga with some old
And the coldest women I be with weave on Necole
The broad let me I sweat it out P90 get me doe
And I'm sure got them cakes but I'm trying to see that throat
my coat, we high chokin' on that dope
Turn girl let a nigga know, Double M Young Olu ghost

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

I'm like the man of the hour, host of the evening
niggas is haters they know that we eatin'
I got a bitch she Jamaican, fuck her slow we speakin'
I get your chick and I take her, talkin' for the weekend
I'm just a young nigga outchea ballin', all bad bitches callin'
Rollie all to New Orleans and a big Rolls 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 hard on Instagram, your bitch goin insta-ham
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 real
Back to the wall like fuck the world; a say fuck me,
I'mma fuck his girl whoa

I'm feeling 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 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 moving your bad ass,

Now go ahead with that bad ass and fast cash my dash
Them silicones and fat ass, got out, no rat trap
Real late night, no cat naps, you so
Just move it 'til the bass slap the bass slap 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 it too personal
Got more bottles than homies, a movie, ready for the show

I'm feeling 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 down the pole it's a fire.