Luyện nghe bài hát Badass

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 like it's a fire.
Now let me see just what doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you 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 feeling a man of the hour, host of the evening,
But girl it's your show, now it back, rerun.
I got pockets of hundreds, they say that is irrelevant,
up in the sky I say I love watching you elevate.
Getting high as you ever been, getting hella bent,
so hard, I deserve 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 than
get familiar like a motherfucking relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you looking my section is,
All this money falling in the air it's 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 like it's 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 help but watch you moving with your bad ass.

I'm the man of the hour, money and
And the humble ain't feed me so I got that shit out me
And the city is 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 they be loud when I out room
Knowing how you how you got good shoes;
When the heat on be like pyoom
Young nigga with old riches
And the coldest I be with 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 cakes but I'm trying to see throat
35-0-0 my coat, we chokin' on that dope
Turn around girl let a nigga know, Double M Olu ghost

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 like 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 doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you with your bad ass.

I'm feelin' like the man of the hour, host of the
These niggas is haters know that we eatin'
I got a bitch she Jamaican, fuck her slow when we
I get chick and I take her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
I'm just a young nigga outchea ballin', all bad bitches callin'
Rollie all flooded to New Orleans and a big Rolls Royces, park 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 your bitch insta-ham
Pyrex pot that's insta-grams, drop that work that's
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,
fuck his girl like 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 what you're doing with your bad ass,
I help but watch you moving with your bad ass,

Now go ahead with that bad ass and cash my dash pass
silicones and fat ass, got cheese out, no rat trap
Real night, no cat naps, you so acrobatic
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 this money like the ass is for
Very persons, don't take it too personal
Got more than homies, it's a movie, ready for the show

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.