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kid ink - bad ass كلمات الأغنية

[hook: kid ink]
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 any higher
and drop it down the pole, like it’s a fire?
now let me see just what you doin’ with your bad -ss
i can’t help but watch you movin’ with your bad -ss
let me see just what you doin’ with your bad -ss
i can’t help but watch you movin’ with your bad -ss

[verse 1: kid ink]
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’ h-lla bent
ball so hard, i deserve me a letterman
man, let me see that cake, cake, cake, like etamine
-ss up, gon’ take it down like a sedative
that’s a negative, ain’t n-body wetter than her
better get familiar like a motherf-ckerin’ relative
though you see the fireworks, you lookin’ where my section is
all this money fallin’ in the air like it’s confetti, b-tch

[hook]

[verse 2: wale]
i’m the man of the hour, money and power
and i’m on my lafitte, so i let got geechee sh-t out me
and the city is ours, where the killers devour
where the n-gg-s 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-gg-s be like “whew…”
young n-gg- with some old riches
in the coldest swimming i be with, we on the cold b-tches
the broad left me, i swear that i’m 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-gg- know
double m, young olu, go!

[hook]

[verse 3: meek mill]
i’m feelin’ like the man of the hour, host of the evening
these n-gg-s is haters, they know that we eatin’
i got a b-tch 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-gg- out there ballin’
all these bad b-tches 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-tches bad, foreign
and you can rent our last aston martin
hold up –
i flex hard on instagram, post your b-tch 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-ckin’ real
back to the wall like “f-ck the world”
and n-gg-s say f-ck me, i’mma f-ck their girl

[hook]

[verse 4: kid ink]
now go ahead with that bad -ss, and fast cash, right, dash past
them silicones, that bad -ss, got cheese out, the rat trap
real late night, no cat naps, you so acrobatic
just move it to the b-ss slap, the b-ss slap like the mackest
no question we turnt up, workin’ on my fourth cup
been throwin’ all this money like the -ss 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!

[hook]

[outro]
show off…
show off…
show off…

- kid ink

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