Luyện nghe bài hát Badass

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, 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 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 help but you moving with your bad ass.

I'm like 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,
Ball so hard, I me a Letterman.
Man, let me see cake, cake, cake,
Like enemy's ass up, take it down like a sedative.
That's a negative, ain't wetter than
get familiar like a motherfucking relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you where my section 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 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 just what you're doing with bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving your bad ass,
Let me see just what you're with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving with bad ass.

I'm the man of the hour, and power
And the humble ain't me so I got that Geechi shit out me
And the city is ours where the devour
Where the niggas "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 move how you got good
When the heat on niggas be pyoom
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 high chokin' on that
Turn girl let a nigga know, Double M Young 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 pole it's a fire.
Now let me see just what 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 but watch you moving with your bad ass.

I'm feelin' the man of the hour, host of the evening
niggas is haters they know that 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 bitches
Rollie all flooded to New Orleans and a big Rolls Royces, park it
Got gold rims on my Ash Martin and I'm rollin' up in 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 that's insta-grams, drop that that's insta-bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill, swear my life's so fuckin'
Back to the wall like fuck the world; a nigga say me,
I'mma his girl like whoa

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 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 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 late night, no cat naps, you so
move it 'til the bass slap the bass slap like the Mac S
No question we turnt up, on my fourth cup
Then throwin' all this money the ass is for purchase
important 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, 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.