Kid Ink - Bad Ass lyrics

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Kid Ink - Bad Ass lyrics

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear down that house I'm throwin' this money, like it's no runnin' 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 doin' with your bad a** I can't help but watch you movin' with your bad a** Let me see just what you doin' with your bad a** I can't help but watch you movin' with your bad a** 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 Lookin' up in the sky, I said I love watching you elevate High as you ever been, we're gettin' 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 motherf**erin' relative Though you see the fireworks, you lookin' where my section is All this money fallin' in the air like it's confetti, b**h I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear down that house I'm throwin' this money, like it's no runnin' 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 doin' with your bad a** I can't help but watch you movin' with your bad a** Let me see just what you doin' with your bad a** I can't help but watch you movin' with your bad a** I'm the man of the hour, money and power And I'm on my Lafitte, so I let got that Geechee sh** out me And the city is ours, where the k**ers devour Where the n***as 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 good shoes When the heat on n***as be like "whew..." Young n***a with some old riches In the coldest swimming I be with, we on the cold b**hes 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-O-O my code We high, chuggin' on that dope Turn around, girl let a n***a know Double M, young Olu, go! I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear down that house I'm throwin' this money, like it's no runnin' 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 doin' with your bad a** I can't help but watch you movin' with your bad a** Let me see just what you doin' with your bad a** I can't help but watch you movin' with your bad a** I'm feelin' like the man of the hour, host of the evening These n***as is haters, they know that we eatin' I got a b**h 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 n***a out there ballin' All these bad b**hes 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 b**hes bad, foreign And you can rent our last Aston Martin Hold up - I flex hard on Instagram, post your b**h 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 f**in' real Back to the wall like "f** the world" And n***as say f** me, I'm a f** their girl I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear down that house I'm throwin' this money, like it's no runnin' 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 doin' with your bad a** I can't help but watch you movin' with your bad a** Let me see just what you doin' with your bad a** I can't help but watch you movin' with your bad a** Now go ahead with that bad a**, and fast cash, right, dash past Them silicones, that bad a**, got cheese out, the rat trap Real late night, no cat naps, you so acrobatic Just move it to the ba** slap, the ba** slap like the mackest No question we turnt up, workin' on my fourth cup Been throwin' all this money like the a** 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! Show off... Show off... Show off...

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