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 like 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 what doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving 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 that is irrelevant,
Looking up in the sky I say I watching you elevate.
high as you ever been, we're getting hella bent,
Ball so hard, I 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 nobody than
Better get familiar like a relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you looking where my is,
All this falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch.

I'm like the man of the hour, tear down the house,
this money like 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 you're doing your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving your bad ass,
Let me see just what you're doing your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving 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 the killers devour
the niggas lift "Smith-And"s
And the victims a few flowers
what I see dog you and me not cool
Bet they be when I leave out room
Knowing how you how you got good shoes;
When the heat on niggas be like
Young nigga some old riches
And the coldest women I be with weave on Bitchie's
The let me I sweat it out like P90 get me doe
And I'm sure she's got them cakes but I'm trying to see that
35-0-0 my coat, we 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,
this 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 just what you're with your bad ass,
I help but watch you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just what doing with your bad ass,
I can't but watch you moving with your bad ass.

I'm feelin' like the man of the hour, of the evening
These niggas is haters they know we eatin'
I got a bitch she Jamaican, her slow when we speakin'
I get chick and I take her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
I'm just a nigga outchea ballin', all these 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 that
I said all my bitches foreign, you could run tell that ask Martin, hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, post your goin insta-ham
Pyrex pot insta-grams, drop that work that's insta-bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill, my life's so fuckin' real
Back to the like fuck the world; a nigga say fuck me,
fuck his girl like whoa

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 down the like it's a fire.
Now let me see just what you're with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving with bad ass,

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

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 it down the pole like it's a fire.