My Attitude lyrics

[Intro]
(Yung Dza)

[Verse 1]
What is ladylike? Baby, give me head tonight
I cannot f*ck with pus*y n*ggas but I know these b*tches might (b*tches might)
He keep rubbin', he keep touchin', he know what I like
If I got a issue, I just call him, I don’t gotta fight
Ooh, hol' up, don’t record, don’t record
It’s my mama callin' me, I gotta press ignore
I put that pus*y on him, later on, I heard a snore
He keep that Uzi on him, they don’t check him at the door, nah
I’m the baddest (Baddest), tough-talking savage
Oh, you mad, b*tch? What happen? Come again?
She saw this money on me then lil’ mama got to dancing
I know I’m too conceited, they can’t stand it with a passion

[Pre-Chorus]
They say my attitude so nasty (Nasty), I act just like my Papi (Papi)
A lot of n*ggas want a piece of me like I’m some candy
I ran me up a check and then my pockets started bragging
Can’t let you waste my time so if you wanna talk, I’m taxing

[Chorus]
But I can’t help it, it's just my attitude
My attitude, my attitude, my attitude
My attitude, my attitude, my attitude
My attitude, my attitude, my attitude
I don’t know, I just can’t help it
Man, I guess that's just my attitude
[Verse 2]
Hol' on, hol' on, b*tch, why you following us everywhere? Ho, you act like a kid
I pray to God I never lose myself over some di*k
Hol' on, but I’ll ride his sh*t (Ride his sh*t)
And I’ma let you do it too, let’s see who he gon’ pick
And I’m back on my sh*t again, ain’t worried 'bout fittin' in
Had a pit stop but I still win
Got a tall n*gga with a 9-incher, he fell in love with a rap b*tch
Not classy, I’m ratchet, if I twerk it, he gon’ smack it
Put money in my basket, I got some expensive habits
Don’t like to be romantic but I want my diamonds dancin'
I don’t give second chances once you take a b*tch for granted
My attitude so nasty, I know my mouth do some damage
They giving me a challenge, I hope that they know I'm ready

[Pre-Chorus]
They say my attitude so nasty (Nasty), I act just like my Papi (Papi)
A lot of n*ggas want a piece of me like I’m some candy
I ran me up a check and then my pockets started bragging
Can’t let you waste my time so if you wanna talk, I’m taxing

[Chorus]
But I can’t help it, it's just my attitude
My attitude, my attitude, my attitude
My attitude, my attitude, my attitude
My attitude, my attitude, my attitude
I don’t know, I just can’t help it
Man, I guess that's just my attitude
[Outro]
(Yung Dza)