[Intro]
(Yung Dza)
[Verse 1]
What is ladylike? Baby, give me head tonight
I cannot fuck with pussy niggas but I know these bitches might (Bitches 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 pussy 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, bitch? 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 niggas 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, bitch, why you following us everywhere? Ho, you act like a kid
I pray to God I never lose myself over some dick
Hol' on, but I’ll ride his shit (Ride his shit)
And I’ma let you do it too, let’s see who he gon’ pick
And I’m back on my shit again, ain’t worried 'bout fittin' in
Had a pit stop but I still win
Got a tall nigga with a 9-incher, he fell in love with a rap bitch
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 bitch 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 niggas 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)