Luyện nghe bài hát Badass

I'm like 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 it down 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 with your bad ass,
Let me see just what doing with your bad ass,
I help 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, they say that is irrelevant,
up in the sky I say I love watching you elevate.
Getting high as you ever been, we're getting 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, nobody wetter than
Better get familiar like a relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you looking my section is,
All money falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch.

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 the pole like it's a fire.
Now let me see just what you're with your bad ass,
I can't help but you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just you're doing 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 city is ours the killers devour
Where the niggas "Smith-And"s
And the victims a few flowers
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;
the heat on niggas be like pyoom
Young nigga with some old
And the coldest I be with weave on Necole Bitchie's
The broad let me I 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 around girl let a nigga know, Double M Olu ghost

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.
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 you're 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
niggas is haters they know that we eatin'
I got a bitch she Jamaican, fuck her slow when we
I get your chick and I her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
I'm a young nigga outchea ballin', all these 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 half foreign, you could run tell that ask Martin, hold up
I flex on Instagram, post your bitch goin insta-ham
Pyrex pot that's insta-grams, that work that's insta-bands
And I'm man, on a couple mill, swear my life's so fuckin' real
Back to the wall like fuck the world; a say fuck me,
I'mma fuck his girl whoa

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 pole it's a fire.
Now let me see just what you're with your bad ass,
I can't but watch you moving with your bad ass,

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

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