Armani Caesar - Bad Attitude lyrics

[Verse 1: Rico Love] Yeah, block n***as, ball players, and even cooperates Boxed Chevys, Mercedes and even Porsches Ass gotta 'em parked in the projects, them Astons Tryna figure out who shortie, they all asking She 22 and she do hair, she only smoke weed on the yacht though The kind you don't wanna lose cause she too rare She a G even go the keys for the capo f** a recession, you see how she dressing She ain't stressing, n***a she finessing Grew up in Harlem on the east side Hardly home but she always repping Got a lotta cla** for a young bish Bout to spend all my cash on this young bish Yeah, she pa**ed on a smart n***a She prefer a n***a dumb rich That's why she f** with young Ric Pay attention to what's going on, turn the lights on [Hook] Bad attitude but she thick though, bad attitude but she thick though Shortie gotta, bad attitude but she thick though, bad attitude but she thick though Got them n***as sick tho, yo, lotta n***as sick yo Man she gotta lotta n***as sick yo, bad attitude but she thick though, turn the lights on [Verse 2: Raekwon] (Ah uh, yeah n***a, aye yo yo Rico Love, what up baby boy) In beast mode, her toes bro immaculate Jumped out the green rolls, bling up in her nose up on Castleton Black down spotted her, with that mean s**y walk No talk I just nodded cause I'm proud of her Dress her a** off, fronting on n***as Keep it moving if it ain't no cash there, She cracking up Speed off, we both laugh it off, yo gangsta to gangsta, grown Baby on her own, throw Patty on Xcel or ray fourth I'm smoking, a purple take, king pin With his thing thing right up under my wing Yo them eyes though, she live in a plazo I live off water, I need privacy for real, no fly zone Yeah, you know the real winning, stay in luxury sh** That's word to every cane in the pan am Rae's famous , haters get that they wings bladed Come around here she gon' blow you, I'mma throw you out the plane hear me [Hook] [Verse 3: Armani Caesar] (AC, Rico, turn the lights on) Bad attitude but I'm thick though I let a n***a know from the get go Diamonds blue, got the flu, I ain't sick though Six inch pump, I like walking on my tip toe And I gotta fetish for them fellas that be getting the cheddar Wanna taste it, said he give me 50Gs if I let 'em So I pa**ed on the good boys, I needed a G bad f** E-Cla**, b**h I need me a G-Wag You see me, you see swag, red bottoms on, Celine bag Same Louie luggage Akeem had Excuse the flossing, I'ma boss on my Ginger Ross A nice a** and the lips is glossy, Han I tear a n***as pockets up, if his guap is up n***a we can have lots of fun Bad attitude, but I'm thick though Ion want dick, I want the money from the bricks though, n***a