Luyện nghe bài hát Badass

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 down the pole it's a fire.
Now let me see what you're doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you with your bad ass,
Let me see just what doing with your 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 it's 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 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,
Like enemy's ass up, gonna it down like a sedative.
That's a negative, ain't wetter than
Better get familiar like a relative.
you see the fireworks, you looking 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 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 just what you're doing 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 help but 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
the niggas lift "Smith-And"s
And the victims a few flowers
what 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 on niggas be like pyoom
nigga with some old riches
And the coldest women I be with on Necole 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 dope
Turn around girl let a know, Double M Young Olu ghost

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

I'm feelin' like the man of the hour, of the evening
These niggas is haters they know we eatin'
I got a she Jamaican, fuck her slow when we speakin'
I get your chick and I take her, talkin' Cabo for the
I'm just a young nigga ballin', all these bad bitches callin'
Rollie all flooded to New Orleans and a big Royces, can't park it
Got gold rims on my Ash Martin and I'm rollin' up in that
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 insta-grams, drop that work that's insta-bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill, swear my life's so fuckin'
Back to the wall fuck the world; a nigga say fuck me,
I'mma his girl like whoa

I'm feeling 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 it down the pole like it's a fire.
Now let me see just what you're doing your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving with bad ass,

Now go ahead with that bad ass and fast cash my dash
Them silicones and fat ass, got out, no rat trap
late night, no cat naps, you so acrobatic
Just move it the bass slap the bass slap like the Mac S
No question we turnt up, workin' on my cup
throwin' all this money like the ass is for purchase
Very important persons, don't take it too
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 money 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.