Luyện nghe bài hát Badass

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 just what you're doing with 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 with your bad ass.

I'm feeling a man of the hour, host of the evening,
But girl 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,
enemy's ass up, gonna take it down like a sedative.
That's a negative, ain't nobody wetter
Better get like a motherfucking relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you looking my section is,
All this money falling in the air like confetti, bitch.

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

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 it down 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 can't but watch you moving with your bad ass.

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

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, 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 just you're doing with your bad ass,
I can't but watch you moving with your bad ass,

Now go ahead that bad ass and fast cash my dash pass
silicones and fat ass, got cheese 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 we turnt up, workin' on my fourth cup
Then throwin' all this money like the ass is for
Very persons, don't take it too personal
Got more bottles than homies, it's a movie, ready for the

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, down the house,
Throwing this money like no running out.
Okay, but I know, can you get any higher,
And drop it down the pole it's a fire.