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

I'm feeling like a man of the hour, of the evening,
But girl your show, now bring it back, rerun.
I got of hundreds, they say that change is irrelevant,
up in the sky I say I love watching you elevate.
Getting high as you been, we're getting hella bent,
Ball so hard, I me a Letterman.
Man, let me see cake, cake, cake,
Like ass up, gonna take it down like a sedative.
a negative, ain't nobody wetter than
Better get familiar a motherfucking relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you looking where my is,
All this falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch.

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, 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.
Now let me see just what you're doing with bad ass,
I can't help but you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just what you're doing your bad ass,
I can't but watch 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 shit out me
And the city is where the killers devour
the niggas lift "Smith-And"s
And the lift a few flowers
Okay I see dog you and me not cool
Bet be loud when I leave out room
Knowing how you move how you got good
the heat on niggas be like pyoom
Young nigga some old riches
And the coldest women I be weave on Necole Bitchie's
The broad let me I sweat it out 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 that
Turn around let a nigga know, Double M Young Olu ghost

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 like it's a fire.
Now let me see just what you're doing with 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 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, her slow when we speakin'
I get your chick and I take her, talkin' Cabo for the
I'm a young nigga outchea ballin', all these bad bitches callin'
Rollie all flooded to New Orleans and a big Rolls Royces, can't it
Got rims on my Ash Martin and I'm rollin' up in that foreign
I said all my bitches 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, 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 fuck the world; a nigga say fuck me,
fuck his girl like whoa

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear 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 you're with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you with your bad ass,

Now go ahead with bad ass and fast cash my dash pass
Them and fat ass, got cheese out, no rat trap
Real late night, no cat naps, you so
Just move it 'til the bass slap the slap like the Mac S
No we turnt up, workin' on my fourth cup
Then throwin' all this like 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 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 the pole like it's a fire.