That's My Attitude

[Chorus] Money over everything (that's my attitude) Still the baddest bitch in the game (that's my attitude) Talk to ya man when I get ready (that's my attitude) Have him blowing stacks I ain't petty (that's my attitude) (yeah)that's my attitude (yeah) (that's my attitude) And I feel like I'm tha shit, (that's my attitude) (yeah)(that's my attitude) (yeah) (that's my attitude) I feel like I run this shit (that's my attitude) Money over everything I'm all about my change I'm still rich, still the baddest bitch in the game Fuck this hoe, that hoe, all them bitches lame And I ain't gotta say it, you already know the name. See I'm still running over bitches, still fuckin' ova niggas Ya husband and yo boyfriend I don't see none them niggas I roll with C-E-O and stock brokers niggas While you b riding around town with the brokest niggas I'm filthy rich my money talk a lot shit I don't hear ya hoe, here let me turn it down a bit I feel like I'm the shit, I feel I run this shit I'm bout to marry my money, I'm so in love with it (yea) [Chorus] Go and do ya thang shawty, naw I ain't mad at chu But chu can't fuck with me, I'm mo betta' than you My waist skinny my ass more fatter than you Sorry for being conceited that's just my attitude Get on my level hoe you ain't on my latitude I got plenty cribs, no tellin' where I travel too You thank u living good, I got a better view Condo on south beach, beach villa in Malibu Hate to brag, but I got a hundred in that, new Louie bag Pull up in the Benz with tha paypa' tag I got major swag, them niggas yellin' "shawty bad" Them hoes mad, cause I got everything they wish they had. (yea) [Chorus] M-O-E that's the shit that I'm on If you ain't got no money, take yo broke ass home You talkin' couple hundred betta' leave me alone. Need diamonds and black cars, save ya dollas for tha shones (come on) I'm on tha paper chase, my man paypa' straight, He took me to his house "welcome to the safe" "Oh My God" he made it hard to keep a straight face I got 'em on his knees telling me "how good it taste" You bitches hella fake, I'm getting hella cake Like I'm the birthday girl, it's time to celebrate I'm so paid, looking sharp with the Louie shades I put these bitches in they place (that's my attitude)