Luyện nghe bài hát That's My Attitude

Money everything
my attitude
Still the baddest in the game
That's my

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

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

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

Money over everything, I'm all about my
I'm still rich, still the baddest bitch in the
Fuck this hoe, that hoe, all bitches lame
And I ain't say it, you already know the name

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

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

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

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

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

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

Go and do ya thang shawty, no, I mad at you
But you fuck with me, I'm mo' badder than you
My waist skinny, my ass fatter than you
Sorry for being that's just my attitude

Get on my hoe, you ain't on my latitude
I got cribs, no tellin' where I travel to
You think you living good, I got a view
Condo on beach, Beach Vila and Malibu

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

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

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

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

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

M-O-E, that's the that I'm on
If you ain't got no money, take yo ass home
You talkin' 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 straight
I got 'em on his knees, telling me how it taste

You bitches hella fake, I'm hella cake
Like I'm the birthday girl, it's time to
I'm so paid, looking sharp the Louie shades
I put these bitches in they that's my attitude

Money over
my attitude
Still the baddest bitch in the
my attitude

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

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

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