Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ass (Remix)

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 like 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 feeling like a man of the hour, of the evening,
But girl it's your show, now it back, rerun.
I got of hundreds, they say that change is irrelevant,
Looking up in the sky I say I love you elevate.
Getting high as you been, we're getting hella bent,
Ball so hard, I 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 nobody wetter
get familiar like a motherfucking relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you looking 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 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 but watch you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just 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 city is ours where the killers
Where the lift "Smith-And"s
And the victims lift a few
what 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 on niggas be like pyoom
nigga with some old riches
And the coldest women I be with weave on 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 around girl let a know, Double M Young Olu ghost

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 pole like a fire.
Now let me see just what you're doing 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 watch you moving with bad ass.

I'm feelin' like the man of the hour, of the evening
These niggas is haters they that we eatin'
I got a bitch she Jamaican, her slow when we speakin'
I get your and I take 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 Rolls Royces, can't it
Got gold on my Ash Martin and I'm rollin' up in that foreign
I said all my bitches half foreign, you could run that ask Martin, hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, post 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 fuck the world; a nigga say fuck me,
fuck his girl like whoa

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 doing with your bad ass,
I can't but watch you moving with your bad ass,

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

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 drop it down the pole like a fire.