Luyện nghe bài hát Badass

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

I'm feeling a man of the hour, host of the evening,
But it's your show, now bring it back, rerun.
I got of hundreds, they say that change is irrelevant,
Looking up in the sky I say I love 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,
Like enemy's ass up, gonna take it down a sedative.
a negative, ain't nobody 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 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 the pole like it's a fire.
Now let me see just what you're doing with bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving with 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 the man of the hour, and power
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 lift 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 on niggas be like pyoom
Young with some old riches
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 she's got them cakes but I'm to see that throat
35-0-0 my coat, we chokin' on that dope
Turn around girl let a nigga know, Double M Young Olu

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

I'm feelin' the man of the hour, host of the evening
These niggas is haters know that 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 flooded to New Orleans and a big Rolls Royces, park it
Got gold rims on my Ash and I'm rollin' up in that foreign
I said all my bitches half foreign, you run tell that ask Martin, hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, post your bitch insta-ham
Pyrex pot that's insta-grams, drop that work insta-bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a mill, swear my life's so fuckin' real
to the wall like fuck the world; a nigga say fuck me,
I'mma 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 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 with bad ass,

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

I'm like 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.