Bad Ass (remix)
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I'm feeling like a man of the hour, tear down the house
Throwin' this money like it's no running out
Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any higher?
And drop it down the pole like it's a fire
Now let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass
Let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass
I'm feeling like the man of the hour, host of the evening
But girl, this your show, now bring it back, rerun
I got pockets of hundreds, they say that change is irrelevant
Looking up in the sky I say I love watching you elevate
Get high as you ever been, we getting hella bent
Ball so hard, I deserve me a letterman
Now then let me see that cake, cake, cake, like Entenmann's
Ass up, gon' take it down like a sedative
That's a negative, ain't nobody wetter than
Better get familiar like a motherfuckin' relative
Know you see the fireworks, you looking where my section is
All this money falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch
I'm the man of the hour
Money and power
And the humble ain't feed me so I got that Geechi shit out me
And the city is ours
Where the killers devour
Where the niggas lift Smith ands and the victims lift a few flowers
Okay what I see dog you and me not cool
Bet they be loud when I leave out room
Knowing how you move how you got good shoes
When the heat on niggas be like pyoom
Young nigga with some old riches
And the coldest women I be with weave on Necole Bitchie's
The broad 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 throat
35-o-o my coat
We high choking on that dope
Turn around girl let a nigga know
Double M Young Olu ghost
I'm feelin' like the man of the hour, host of the evening
These niggas is haters they know that we eatin'
I got a bitch she Jamaican, fuck her slow when we speackin'
I get your chick and I take her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
I'm just a young nigga outchea ballin'
All these bad bitches callin'
Rollie all flooded to New Orleans
And a big Rolls Royces, can't park it
Got gold rims on my Ash Martin
And I'm rollin' up in that foreign
I said all my bitches half foreign
You could run tell that ask Martin, hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, post your bitch goin insta-ham
Pyrex 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 fuckin' real
Back to the wall like fuck the world
A nigga say fuck me, I'mma fuck his girl like woah
Now go ahead with that bad ass
And fast cash my dash pass
Them silicones and fat ass
Got cheese out, no rat trap
Real late night, no cat naps
You so acrobatic
Just move it 'til the bass slap
The bass slap like the Mac S
No question we turnt up, workin' on my fourth cup
Then throwin' all this money like the ass is for purchase
Very important persons, don't take it too personal
Got more bottles than homies, it's a movie
Ready for the show
Throwin' this money like it's no running out
Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any higher?
And drop it down the pole like it's a fire
Now let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass
Let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass
I'm feeling like the man of the hour, host of the evening
But girl, this your show, now bring it back, rerun
I got pockets of hundreds, they say that change is irrelevant
Looking up in the sky I say I love watching you elevate
Get high as you ever been, we getting hella bent
Ball so hard, I deserve me a letterman
Now then let me see that cake, cake, cake, like Entenmann's
Ass up, gon' take it down like a sedative
That's a negative, ain't nobody wetter than
Better get familiar like a motherfuckin' relative
Know you see the fireworks, you looking where my section is
All this money falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch
I'm the man of the hour
Money and power
And the humble ain't feed me so I got that Geechi shit out me
And the city is ours
Where the killers devour
Where the niggas lift Smith ands and the victims lift a few flowers
Okay what I see dog you and me not cool
Bet they be loud when I leave out room
Knowing how you move how you got good shoes
When the heat on niggas be like pyoom
Young nigga with some old riches
And the coldest women I be with weave on Necole Bitchie's
The broad 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 throat
35-o-o my coat
We high choking on that dope
Turn around girl let a nigga know
Double M Young Olu ghost
I'm feelin' like the man of the hour, host of the evening
These niggas is haters they know that we eatin'
I got a bitch she Jamaican, fuck her slow when we speackin'
I get your chick and I take her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
I'm just a young nigga outchea ballin'
All these bad bitches callin'
Rollie all flooded to New Orleans
And a big Rolls Royces, can't park it
Got gold rims on my Ash Martin
And I'm rollin' up in that foreign
I said all my bitches half foreign
You could run tell that ask Martin, hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, post your bitch goin insta-ham
Pyrex 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 fuckin' real
Back to the wall like fuck the world
A nigga say fuck me, I'mma fuck his girl like woah
Now go ahead with that bad ass
And fast cash my dash pass
Them silicones and fat ass
Got cheese out, no rat trap
Real late night, no cat naps
You so acrobatic
Just move it 'til the bass slap
The bass slap like the Mac S
No question we turnt up, workin' on my fourth cup
Then throwin' all this money like the ass is for purchase
Very important persons, don't take it too personal
Got more bottles than homies, it's a movie
Ready for the show
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.94] I'm feeling like a man of the hour, tear down the house
[00:05.14] Throwin' this money like it's no running out
[00:07.01] Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any higher?
[00:13.15] And drop it down the pole like it's a fire
[00:16.58] Now let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass
[00:20.03] I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass
[00:23.06] Let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass
[00:26.35] I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass
[00:29.79] I'm feeling like the man of the hour, host of the evening
[00:33.02] But girl, this your show, now bring it back, rerun
[00:36.67] I got pockets of hundreds, they say that change is irrelevant
[00:39.77] Looking up in the sky I say I love watching you elevate
[00:43.75] Get high as you ever been, we getting hella bent
[00:48.26] Ball so hard, I deserve me a letterman
[00:50.90] Now then let me see that cake, cake, cake, like Entenmann's
[00:52.47] Ass up, gon' take it down like a sedative
[00:58.33] That's a negative, ain't nobody wetter than
[01:01.50] Better get familiar like a motherfuckin' relative
[01:04.87] Know you see the fireworks, you looking where my section is
[01:08.25] All this money falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch
[01:12.12] I'm the man of the hour
[01:13.50] Money and power
[01:16.56] And the humble ain't feed me so I got that Geechi shit out me
[01:24.01] And the city is ours
[01:24.97] Where the killers devour
[01:26.51] Where the niggas lift Smith ands and the victims lift a few flowers
[01:29.56] Okay what I see dog you and me not cool
[01:55.08] Bet they be loud when I leave out room
[01:56.89] Knowing how you move how you got good shoes
[01:58.57] When the heat on niggas be like pyoom
[02:01.90] Young nigga with some old riches
[02:03.63] And the coldest women I be with weave on Necole Bitchie's
[02:07.01] The broad let me I sweat it out like P90 get me doe
[02:10.61] And I'm sure she's got them cakes but I'm trying to see that throat
[02:14.08] 35-o-o my coat
[02:15.50] We high choking on that dope
[02:17.35] Turn around girl let a nigga know
[02:19.05] Double M Young Olu ghost
[02:24.65] I'm feelin' like the man of the hour, host of the evening
[02:51.05] These niggas is haters they know that we eatin'
[02:54.48] I got a bitch she Jamaican, fuck her slow when we speackin'
[02:57.82] I get your chick and I take her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
[03:01.42] I'm just a young nigga outchea ballin'
[03:03.63] All these bad bitches callin'
[03:05.38] Rollie all flooded to New Orleans
[03:07.03] And a big Rolls Royces, can't park it
[03:08.70] Got gold rims on my Ash Martin
[03:10.32] And I'm rollin' up in that foreign
[03:12.13] I said all my bitches half foreign
[03:13.88] You could run tell that ask Martin, hold up
[03:15.67] I flex hard on Instagram, post your bitch goin insta-ham
[03:18.85] Pyrex pot that's insta-grams
[03:20.99] Drop that work that's insta-bands
[03:22.23] And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill
[03:23.27] Swear my life's so fuckin' real
[03:26.06] Back to the wall like fuck the world
[03:27.35] A nigga say fuck me, I'mma fuck his girl like woah
[03:30.63] Now go ahead with that bad ass
[03:50.45] And fast cash my dash pass
[03:53.84] Them silicones and fat ass
[03:55.00] Got cheese out, no rat trap
[03:56.76] Real late night, no cat naps
[03:58.17] You so acrobatic
[04:00.11] Just move it 'til the bass slap
[04:01.98] The bass slap like the Mac S
[04:03.75] No question we turnt up, workin' on my fourth cup
[04:05.91] Then throwin' all this money like the ass is for purchase
[04:10.03] Very important persons, don't take it too personal
[04:13.41] Got more bottles than homies, it's a movie
[04:15.57] Ready for the show
[04:58.19]
[00:05.14] Throwin' this money like it's no running out
[00:07.01] Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any higher?
[00:13.15] And drop it down the pole like it's a fire
[00:16.58] Now let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass
[00:20.03] I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass
[00:23.06] Let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass
[00:26.35] I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass
[00:29.79] I'm feeling like the man of the hour, host of the evening
[00:33.02] But girl, this your show, now bring it back, rerun
[00:36.67] I got pockets of hundreds, they say that change is irrelevant
[00:39.77] Looking up in the sky I say I love watching you elevate
[00:43.75] Get high as you ever been, we getting hella bent
[00:48.26] Ball so hard, I deserve me a letterman
[00:50.90] Now then let me see that cake, cake, cake, like Entenmann's
[00:52.47] Ass up, gon' take it down like a sedative
[00:58.33] That's a negative, ain't nobody wetter than
[01:01.50] Better get familiar like a motherfuckin' relative
[01:04.87] Know you see the fireworks, you looking where my section is
[01:08.25] All this money falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch
[01:12.12] I'm the man of the hour
[01:13.50] Money and power
[01:16.56] And the humble ain't feed me so I got that Geechi shit out me
[01:24.01] And the city is ours
[01:24.97] Where the killers devour
[01:26.51] Where the niggas lift Smith ands and the victims lift a few flowers
[01:29.56] Okay what I see dog you and me not cool
[01:55.08] Bet they be loud when I leave out room
[01:56.89] Knowing how you move how you got good shoes
[01:58.57] When the heat on niggas be like pyoom
[02:01.90] Young nigga with some old riches
[02:03.63] And the coldest women I be with weave on Necole Bitchie's
[02:07.01] The broad let me I sweat it out like P90 get me doe
[02:10.61] And I'm sure she's got them cakes but I'm trying to see that throat
[02:14.08] 35-o-o my coat
[02:15.50] We high choking on that dope
[02:17.35] Turn around girl let a nigga know
[02:19.05] Double M Young Olu ghost
[02:24.65] I'm feelin' like the man of the hour, host of the evening
[02:51.05] These niggas is haters they know that we eatin'
[02:54.48] I got a bitch she Jamaican, fuck her slow when we speackin'
[02:57.82] I get your chick and I take her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
[03:01.42] I'm just a young nigga outchea ballin'
[03:03.63] All these bad bitches callin'
[03:05.38] Rollie all flooded to New Orleans
[03:07.03] And a big Rolls Royces, can't park it
[03:08.70] Got gold rims on my Ash Martin
[03:10.32] And I'm rollin' up in that foreign
[03:12.13] I said all my bitches half foreign
[03:13.88] You could run tell that ask Martin, hold up
[03:15.67] I flex hard on Instagram, post your bitch goin insta-ham
[03:18.85] Pyrex pot that's insta-grams
[03:20.99] Drop that work that's insta-bands
[03:22.23] And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill
[03:23.27] Swear my life's so fuckin' real
[03:26.06] Back to the wall like fuck the world
[03:27.35] A nigga say fuck me, I'mma fuck his girl like woah
[03:30.63] Now go ahead with that bad ass
[03:50.45] And fast cash my dash pass
[03:53.84] Them silicones and fat ass
[03:55.00] Got cheese out, no rat trap
[03:56.76] Real late night, no cat naps
[03:58.17] You so acrobatic
[04:00.11] Just move it 'til the bass slap
[04:01.98] The bass slap like the Mac S
[04:03.75] No question we turnt up, workin' on my fourth cup
[04:05.91] Then throwin' all this money like the ass is for purchase
[04:10.03] Very important persons, don't take it too personal
[04:13.41] Got more bottles than homies, it's a movie
[04:15.57] Ready for the show
[04:58.19]