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Текст песни Bad Ass feat. Wale & Meek Mill

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear down that house
I'm throwing this money, like it's no running out
Okay, but I wanna know, can you get in the aisle
And drop it down the pole, like it's a fire?
Now let me see just what you doing with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you moving with your bad ass
Let me see just what you doing with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you moving with your bad ass

I'm feeling like a man of the hour, host of the evening,
But girl, it's your show, now bring it back, rerun
I got pockets of hundreds, they say that change is irrelevant
Looking up in the sky, I said I love watching you elevate
High as you ever been, we're getting hella bent
Ball so hard, I deserve me a Leatherman
Man, let me see that cake, cake, cake, like Edmund's
Ass up, gon' take it down like a sedative
That's a negative, ain't nobody wetter than her
Better get familiar like a motherfuckering relative
Though you see the fireworks, you looking where my section is
All this money falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear down that house
I'm throwing this money, like it's no running out
Okay, but I wanna know, can you get in the aisle
And drop it down the pole, like it's a fire?
Now let me see just what you doing with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you moving with your bad ass
Let me see just what you doing with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you moving with your bad ass

I'm the man of the hour, money and power
And I'm on my Lafitte, so I let got that Geechee shit out me
And the city is ours, where the killers devour
Where the niggas lift slippers, and the victims left a few flowers
Okay?
Where the c-dog, know what I mean now, cool?
Better be loud when I leave that room
Knowin' how you move, how you got that shoes
When the heat on niggas be like "whew"
Young nigga with some old riches
In the coldest swimming I be with, we on the cold bitches
The broad left me, I swear that I'm like p-noid, you get me? Dough
And of course she got them cakes but I'm tryin' to see that throat
35-OO my code
We high, chuggin' on that dope
Turn around, girl let a nigga know
Double M, young Olu, go!

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear down that house
I'm throwing this money, like it's no running out

Okay, but I wanna know, can you get in the aisle
And drop it down the pole, like it's a fire?
Now let me see just what you doing with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you moving with your bad ass
Let me see just what you doing with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you moving with your bad ass

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 in Jamaica, find it tough when we speakin'
I get your chick and I take her, talkin', got a boat for the weekend
I'm just a young nigga out there ballin'
All these bad bitches callin'
Rollie off like a new obelisk
In the big Rolls Royce, can't park it
Got gold rims on my Aston Martin
Now I'm rollin' up in that foreign
I said all my bitches bad, foreign
And you can rent our last Aston Martin
Hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, post your bitch on InstaHam
Pyrex pots that's instant grams, drop that work that's instant bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mil'
Swear my life's so fuckin' real
Back to the wall like "fuck the world"
And niggas say fuck me, I'm a fuck their girl

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear down that house
I'm throwing this money, like it's no running out
Okay, but I wanna know, can you get in the aisle
And drop it down the pole, like it's a fire?
Now let me see just what you doing with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you moving with your bad ass
Let me see just what you doing with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you moving with your bad ass

Now go ahead with that bad ass, and fast cash, right, dash past
Them silicones, that bad ass, got cheese out, the rat trap
Real late night, no cat naps, you so acrobatic
Just move it to the bass slap, the bass slap like the mackest
No question we turn it up, workin' on my fourth cup
Been throwin' all this money like the ass is for purchase
Very important person, don't take it too personal
Got more bottles than homies, it's a movie, ready for the show

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear down that house
I'm throwing this money, like it's no running out
Okay, but I wanna know, can you get in the aisle
And drop it down the pole, like it's a fire?

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