Attitude

Brushed my hair, went downstairs
Favorite jeans on my rear
And I looked up in my mirror
And I said, "Who's that there
Who's that there, in that mirror?"
I don't care and they're aware
Now I see just why they stare
I just pay them, I don't care
I know

So what I gotta attitude?
Bitch, I gotta attitude
So what I gotta attitude
Bitch, I gotta—

I don't sleep I don't snore
Too much money out that door
On my way to go to work
Bills to pay so hit that dirt
Change of plans
Then Juvenile came on
You know that's my favorite song
I was 15 minutes late
Because I tried to be great
Dancin' on my fate
Your opinion not today