Don Toliver Attitude Lyrics (feat. Cash Cobain & Charlie Wilson)
Oh, oh
F**kin’ that b**** and I make her say— (Oh, oh, oh-oh)
Oh, oh
Tss, f**kin’ that b**** and I make her say— (Oh, oh, oh-oh)
I need twenty mill’, make it cash for me (F**k it up)
I need me the Lamb’ with the ass on it
Ah, ah, ah
Don’t show me that lil’ booty, put some pants on it (Nah)
But baby gettin’ freaky, make her dance on it (Yeah)
Ever since I got money, I got attitude
Can’t be no broke b****, I might get mad at you
Can’t be no broke, baby, I might get mad at you
Oh
Can’t be no ho, **, I might just snatch your boo
All this shit that I got (Got)
I got it straight out the pot
I gotta compete on her body
I’m makin’ it, makin’ it hot
Used to rock Polos and Pradas
Used to put grams in my sock
Used to f**k hoes on the corner
Now me and baby on a yacht
I need twenty mill’, make it cash for me (F**k it up)
I need me the Lamb’ with the ass on it
Ah, ah, ah
Don’t show me that lil’ booty, put some pants on it (Nah)
But baby gettin’ freaky, make her dance on it (Yeah)
Ever since I got money, I got attitude
Can’t be no broke b****, I might get mad at you
Can’t be no broke, baby, I might get mad at you (Oh)
Oh
Can’t be no ho, **, I might just snatch your boo
Are you hard to get?
You-you-you know I’ll have you cummin’ again
I see you on the dance floor
Ooh, I want me some more
And I’m making it drop
So baby, so baby, so give me good love
So baby, so baby, so give me good love
Tss, I got what you need, ** can’t f**k with me
You wanna move slizzy? Then come to me
Wanna have fun with me? Like I’m a rich **, no bum in me
I wanna rump, like rump with me
I f**k her so good, she gon’ cum for me
Oh, oh-oh
Orange soda in my lean, I’m Baby Keem
Ring cost a quarter ki’
It’s five percent when she ride with me (Oh, oh-oh)
Oh, oh-oh
It’s like Tia, Tamera, can’t even compare ’em
**, don’t play with the Stones, you play, I dare ya
I need twenty mill’, make it cash for me (F**k it up)
I need me the Lamb’ with the ass on it
Ah, ah, ah
Don’t show me that lil’ booty, put some pants on it (Nah)
But baby gettin’ freaky, make her dance on it (Yeah)
Ever since I got money, I got attitude
Can’t be no broke b****, I might get mad at you
Ha
Can’t be no broke, baby, I might get mad at you
Ha
Can’t be no ho, **, I might just snatch your boo
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh