Luyện nghe bài hát Badass

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 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 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 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, say that change is irrelevant,
Looking up in the sky I say I love you elevate.
Getting as you ever 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 it down like a sedative.
a negative, ain't nobody wetter than
Better get familiar a motherfucking relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you looking where my is,
All this falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch.

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear 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 like a fire.
Now let me see just what doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving with 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 where the killers
Where the lift "Smith-And"s
And the victims lift a few
Okay 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 heat on niggas be like
Young with some old riches
And the coldest women I be weave on Necole Bitchie's
The broad let me I sweat it out P90 get me doe
And I'm sure she's got them but I'm trying to see that throat
my coat, we high chokin' on that dope
Turn around girl let a nigga know, Double M Olu ghost

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 what you're doing with your bad ass,
I help but watch you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just what you're doing with bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving your 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 she Jamaican, fuck her slow when we speakin'
I get your and I take her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
I'm just a nigga outchea ballin', all these bad bitches callin'
all flooded to New Orleans and a big Rolls 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 mill, swear my life's so fuckin' real
Back to the wall like fuck the world; a nigga say me,
I'mma fuck his girl like

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 down the 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,

Now go with that 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 bass slap the Mac S
No question we up, workin' on my fourth cup
Then throwin' all this money like the ass is for
important persons, don't 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 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.