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letra de my attitude - flo milli

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[intro]
yung dza

[verse 1]
what is lady like?
baby, give me head tonight
i cannot f-ck with p-ssy n-ggas
but i know these 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 p-ssy on him, later on i heard a snore
he keep that uzi on him, they don’t check him at the door
now i’m the baddest, tough-talking savage
oh you mad b-tch?
what happen? come again?
she saw this money on me, then lil’ mama got the dancing
i know i’m too conceited
they can’t stand it, when they standing

[pre-chorus]
my att-tude so nasty
i act just like my 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 want to talk i’m taxing

[chorus]
but i can’t help it, it’s just my att-tude
my att-tude
my att-tude, my att-tude
my att-tude
my att-tude, my att-tude
my att-tude
my att-tude, my att-tude
i don’t know, i just can’t help it
man, i guess that just my att-tude

[verse 2]
hol’ on, hol’ on
b-tch, why you following us everywhere?
hoe, you act like a kid
i pray to god i never lose myself over some d-ck
hol’ on, but i’ll 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 about fitting in
had a pit stop but i still win
got a tall n-gga with a 9-inch
and he fell in love with a rap b-tch
not cl-ssy, 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 dancing
i don’t give second chances
once you take a b-tch for granted
my att-tude so nasty
i know my mouth do some damage
they giving me a challenge, i hope they ready

[pre-chorus]
my att-tude so nasty
i act just like my 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 want to talk i’m taxing

[chorus]
but i can’t help it, it’s just my att-tude
my att-tude
my att-tude, my att-tude
my att-tude
my att-tude, my att-tude
my att-tude
my att-tude, my att-tude
i don’t know, i just can’t help it
man, i guess that just my att-tude

[outro]
yung dza

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