Lyrics:

Chorus:
Money over everything (thats my attitude)
Still the baddest bitch in tha game (thats my attitude)
Talk to ya man when I get ready (thats my attitude)
Have him blowing stacks I aint pedi (thats my attitude)
(yeah)thats my attitude (yeah) (thats my attitude)
And i feel like im tha shit, (thats my attitude)(yeah)(thats my attitude) (yeah) (thats my attitude)
I feel like i run this shit. (thats my attitude)

Verse 1:
Money over everything im all about my change
Im still rich , still the baddest bitch in the game
Fuck this hoe, that hoe, all them bitches lame
And i aint gotta say it, you already know the name.
See im still running over bitches , still fuckin ova niggaz
Ya husband and yo boyfriend I dont see none them niggaz
I roll with ceo and stock brocka niggaz
While you b riding around town with the brokest niggaz
Im filthy rich my money talk loud as shit
I dont hear ya hoe, here let me turn it down a bit
I feel like im the shit, I feel I run this shit
Im bout to marry my money, im so in love with it (yea) (trina laugh)

* Chorus:
Money over everything (thats my attitude)
Still the baddest bitch in tha game (thats my attitude)
Talk to ya man when I get ready (thats my attitude)
Have him blowing stacks I aint pedi (thats my attitude)
(yeah)thats my attitude (yeah) (thats my attitude)
And i feel like im tha shit, (thats my attitude)(yeah)(thats my attitude) (yeah) (thats my attitude)
I feel like i run this shit. (thats my attitude)

Verse 2:
Go and do ya thang shawty, naw i aint mad at you
But chu cant fuk wit me,Im mo badder than you
My waist skinny my azz more fater than you
Sorry for being conceited thats just my attitude
Get on my level hoe you aint on my latitude
I got plenty cribs,no tellin where I travel too
You thank u living good, I got a better view
Condo on south beach, beach vila and malibu
Hate to brag, but I got a hundred in that, new louie bag
Pull up in the benz with tha paper tag
I got major swag, them niggaz yellin 'shawty bad'
Them hoes mad, cause I got everything they wish they had. (yea)

Chorus:
Money over everything (thats my attitude)
Still the baddest bitch in tha game (thats my attitude)
Talk to ya man when I get ready (thats my attitude)
Have him blowing stacks I aint pedi (thats my attitude)
(yeah)thats my attitude (yeah) (thats my attitude)
And i feel like im tha shit, (thats my attitude)(yeah)(thats my attitude) (yeah) (thats my attitude)
I feel like i run this shit. (thats my attitude)

Verse 3:
M-O-E thats the shit that im on
If you aint got no money,take yo broke ass home
You talkin couple hundred betta leave me alone.
Need diamonds and black cars and ya dollaz for tha shones (come on)
Im on tha paper chase,my man paypa straight,
He took me to his house 'welcome to the safe'
'Oh My God' he made it hard to keep a straight face
I got'em on his knees telling me 'how good it taste'
You bitches hella fake,Im getting hella cake
Like im the birthday girl, its time to celebrate
Im so paid,looking sharp with the louie shades
I put these bitches in they place (thats my attitude)
Repeat: chorus