Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Ass

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

I'm feeling like a man of the hour, 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 as you ever been, we're getting hella 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, nobody wetter than
Better get familiar like a relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you looking where my is,
All this money falling in the air it's confetti, bitch.

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 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 you're doing 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 feed me so I got Geechi shit out me
And the city is ours where the killers
the niggas lift "Smith-And"s
And the victims lift a few
what I see dog you and me not cool
Bet they be loud I leave out room
Knowing how you how you got good shoes;
When the heat on niggas be pyoom
Young 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 she's got them cakes but I'm trying to see that throat
35-0-0 my coat, we high chokin' on dope
Turn around girl let a 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 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 watch you with your bad ass.

I'm feelin' the man of the hour, host of the evening
These niggas is haters they know that we
I got a bitch she Jamaican, her slow when 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 up in that foreign
I said all my bitches foreign, you could run tell that ask Martin, hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, post your bitch goin
pot that's insta-grams, drop that work that's insta-bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill, swear my life's so real
Back to the wall fuck the world; a nigga say fuck me,
I'mma his girl like whoa

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

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

I'm like 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.