Luyện nghe bài hát That's My Attitude

Money over
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
my attitude

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

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

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

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 around town with the brokest niggaz

I'm rich, my money talk loud as shit
I hear ya hoe, here 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 everything
That's my
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, that's my
Yeah, my attitude
And I feel I'm the shit
Yeah, my attitude

Yeah, that's my
Yeah, my attitude
I feel 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 skinny, my ass more fatter than you
Sorry for being conceited that's just my

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

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

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

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

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 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 talkin' 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 to keep a straight face
I got 'em on his knees, telling me how it taste

You bitches hella fake, I'm getting hella
Like I'm the girl, it's time to celebrate
I'm so paid, sharp with the Louie shades
I put these bitches in they 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 blowing stacks, I Pedi
That's my

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

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