Luyện nghe bài hát That's My Attitude

Money over
my attitude
Still the bitch in the game
That's my

to ya man when I get ready
That's my
him blowing stacks, I ain't Pedi
That's my

Yeah, my attitude
Yeah, that's my
And I feel like I'm the
Yeah, my attitude

Yeah, that's my
Yeah, my attitude
I like I run this shit
Yeah, my attitude

Money over everything, I'm all my change
I'm still rich, still the bitch in the game
Fuck this hoe, that hoe, all them bitches
And I ain't gotta say it, you already know the

See, I'm still running bitches, still fuckin' over niggaz
Yo husband and yo boyfriend, I don't see them niggaz
I roll with CEO and brocka niggaz
While you be riding around town with the niggaz

I'm filthy rich, my money talk loud as
I don't ya hoe, here let me turn it down a bit
I like I'm the shit, I feel I run this shit
I'm 'bout to marry my money, I'm so in love it, yeah

Money over
That's my
Still the baddest bitch in the
That's my

to ya man when I get ready
That's my
Have him blowing stacks, I ain't
my attitude

Yeah, that's my
Yeah, that's my
And I like I'm the shit
Yeah, that's my

Yeah, my attitude
Yeah, my attitude
I like I run this shit
Yeah, my attitude

Go and do ya shawty, no, I ain't mad at you
But you fuck with me, I'm mo' badder than you
My skinny, my ass more fatter than you
Sorry for being conceited just my attitude

Get on my level hoe, you on my latitude
I got plenty cribs, no tellin' where I to
You you living good, I got a better view
Condo on beach, Beach Vila and Malibu

Hate to but I got a hundred in that, new Louie bag
Pull up in the with the paper tag
I got swag, them niggaz yellin' shawty bad
Them hoes mad 'cause I got everything they they had, yeah

Money everything
That's my
the baddest bitch in the game
That's my

to ya man when I get ready
That's my
Have him blowing stacks, I Pedi
That's my

Yeah, my attitude
Yeah, my attitude
And I feel like I'm the
Yeah, my attitude

Yeah, that's my
Yeah, my attitude
I feel like I run shit
Yeah, that's my

M-O-E, that's the shit I'm on
If you ain't got no money, take yo ass home
You couple hundred, betta leave me alone
Need and black cars and ya dollaz for the shones
on

I'm on the chase, my man paypa straight
He took me to his house, welcome to the
Oh my God, he made it hard to keep a face
I got 'em on his knees, me how good it taste

You bitches fake, I'm getting hella cake
Like I'm the birthday girl, it's to celebrate
I'm so paid, looking sharp with the shades
I put bitches in they place that's my attitude

over everything
That's my
Still the baddest bitch in the
That's my

Talk to ya man I get ready
my attitude
Have him blowing stacks, I Pedi
my attitude

Yeah, that's my
Yeah, my attitude
And I like I'm the shit
Yeah, that's my

Yeah, that's my
Yeah, that's my
I feel I run this shit
Yeah, my attitude