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点击复制Bad A** - Kid Ink/Meek Mill/Wale
Written by：Devin Montg
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 a**
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad a**
Let me see just what you're doing with your bad a**
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad a**
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 a** 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 don't 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
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 a**
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad a**
Let me see just what you're doing with your bad a**
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad a**
I'm the man of the hour
Money and power
And the humble ain't feed me so I got that Geechi sh*t 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 ni**a 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 d**e
Turn around girl let a ni**a know
Double M Young Olu ghost
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 a**
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad a**
Let me see just what you're doing with your bad a**
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad a**
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**ch she Jamaican f**k her slow when we speackin'
I get your chick and I take her talkin' Cabo for the weekend
I'm just a young ni**a outchea ballin'
All these bad b**ches 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**ches half foreign
You could run tell that ask Martin hold up
I flex hard on Instagram post your b**ch 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 f**kin' real
Back to the wall like f**k the world
A ni**a say f**k me I'mma f**k his girl like woah
Now let me see just what you're doing with your bad a**
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad a**
Let me see just what you're doing with your bad a**
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad a**