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Bad Ass (feat. Meek Mill & Wale) [Remix]
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"Bad Ass (Remix)"(feat. Meek Mill & Wale) I'm feeling like a man of the hour, tear down the house (remix) Throwin' this money like it's no running out Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any higher? (let's go) 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 (yeah) I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass (egh) I'm feeling like the man of the hour, but give me a minute I'll be the man of the year, before the season is finished I’m on a hunt for that ass, sazerac pool in your stomach I hope you know how to swim before I drown you in money Now girl I ain't even counting, never been into math You got me going so broke I think that I need a cash Just throw it all in the air and in yo face like a mask I got a couple freaky things I dont know if I could ask you Now come over here and show me that you bad Straight out detention, no pretending, I can see in yo calves You got the strength to hold it up and don’t you ever collapse So high I think I’m about to relapse I'm feeling like a man of the hour, tear down the house (remix) Throwin' this money like it's no running out Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any higher? (let's go) 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 (yeah) I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass (egh) 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 Smiths 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 niggas with some old riches And the coldest women I be with weave on Necole B***hie'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 shit Turn around girl let a nigga know Double M Young Olu ghost I'm feeling like a man of the hour, tear down the house (remix) Throwin' this money like it's no running out Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any higher? (let's go) 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 (yeah) I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass (egh) 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 b***h she Jamaican, **** 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 b*****s 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 b*****s half foreign You could run tell that ask Martin, hold up I flex hard on Instagram, post your b***h 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 ****ing real Back to the wall like **** the world A nigga say **** me, I'mma **** his girl like woah 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 ..........by OG..........
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