Luyện nghe bài hát That's My Attitude

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

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

Yeah, that's my
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, my attitude

Money over everything, I'm all about my
I'm still rich, the baddest bitch in the game
Fuck this hoe, that hoe, all them lame
And I gotta say it, you already know the name

See, I'm still running over bitches, still fuckin' over
Yo and yo boyfriend, I don't see none them niggaz
I roll with CEO and stock niggaz
While you be riding town with the brokest niggaz

I'm filthy rich, my talk loud as shit
I don't hear ya hoe, here let me 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 it, yeah

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

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

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

Go and do ya shawty, no, I ain't 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 conceited that's just my

Get on my level hoe, you on my latitude
I got plenty cribs, no where I travel to
You think you living good, I got a view
on south beach, Beach Vila and Malibu

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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