Ain't Got No Dough

Ain't Got No Dough

歌手:Eve

所属专辑:Let There Be Eve...Ruff Ryders' First Lady

发行时间:2038-01-19

发行公司:环球唱片

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作曲 : Dean, Elliot, Jeffers
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Bet I make you a believer
Fever, what you catch when you see her
Cheater, that be you check your beeper 9-1-1
Never eve stressin for your lovin
I don't want none
Peep her, two seater
Look at you ni**a actin like you need her

You run blocks with your henney on the rocks
You don't think I see you wiling, thirsty ni**a want the cock, uh
Let you lick for a minute fore I slide off
Get you mad, holla no smokey ride off

Stressing me, you ain't blessing me
With your 96 rolley glistening and impressing me

Hear me though, want a job need a resume, ready though

Cause my time is like presume
You got petty dough and I'm here to let you know
My time is priceless, so if you iceless, babygirl gotta go

Ain't got no dough

Broke a** niggas ain't got cash flow

Yall know yall can't buy sh*t

See me in the club trying to impress this, heh

Yo, yo

You can say I'm bless I know
Niggas like em flashy drive a f50

Jets I go, go-tee Ill blow, h-y-dro
Keep em leaning the club
Hoochies screaming yall don't know

Many b**ches follow me
Daddy licking out your tongue, wanna swallow me
Wanna pile me, never put no smile on me
Better stop that
Wanna see me beggin for your chips
Bet I doubt that
Whatcha lookin at huh

Still speakin to me think you pushin it huh

Know you p**sy cat run
Cause this b***h is gonna bite
I don't light the fire
Grab it, choke it, hold it down
Ride it ruff ryde
I can give you what you need
Or give you what you like
But the pay is kind of the low
So this p**sy pawn stride
Wishin you could touch me, lust me
Listen up daddy you ain't ready for the bed
Try-na to give it up
Yo, yo

Swizz got beats locked

Every time I drop shits hot
Think not and it don't stop
This b***h top notch
And yall keep watching
Play the back baby while your team keep flockin

Try-na to touch my a**
You ain't got the strength to mount this stallion, I pass

Whiling out I dash
You're that type of thug thats about they business

Piling out that cash
Long line of credit cause I like my thug to last
See they like it when I talk back
Dough stack, cut backs, we don't want that
Frontin but you flaunt that
Somethin whatcha want black
Cheap stack, keep that
Fake money ni**a, fake thug
We don't need that
Whats that all about

I can see you from a mile running at the mouth

Lies poppin out

Claimin yous a hustlin type of ni**a, cut it out
Yous an average type of cat
No money, no clout
When missy flow I give yall fever, yo
If your b***h is ugly you don't need her

Feed her to a wild pack of cheetas

Yo I let yall b**ches see I'm off the meter, heater

Me and eve give ya seizures
Know I put your niggas down on their knees uhh, eat up

Then we treat you like skeezers, yo let me
Let me take a quick breather (ahhh )

Yo do yall smell them trees huh
Do you hear them bangin swizz beats huh

Oh do you feel the rappin missy huh

Well where you wanna roll wit me huh, me huh

One-two misdemeanor

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Motherf**ker now, m**********r now what

Aiight
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Dean, Elliot, Jeffers
[00:03.21]Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
[00:06.09]Bet I make you a believer
[00:07.77]Fever, what you catch when you see her
[00:10.52]Cheater, that be you check your beeper 9-1-1
[00:14.15]Never eve stressin for your lovin
[00:15.96]I don't want none
[00:17.08]Peep her, two seater
[00:18.46]Look at you ni**a actin like you need her
[00:21.03]
[00:21.64]You run blocks with your henney on the rocks
[00:24.15]You don't think I see you wiling, thirsty ni**a want the cock, uh
[00:27.52]Let you lick for a minute fore I slide off
[00:30.16]Get you mad, holla no smokey ride off
[00:31.97]
[00:32.79]Stressing me, you ain't blessing me
[00:35.09]With your 96 rolley glistening and impressing me
[00:37.88]
[00:38.56]Hear me though, want a job need a resume, ready though
[00:41.56]
[00:42.13]Cause my time is like presume
[00:43.87]You got petty dough and I'm here to let you know
[00:46.63]My time is priceless, so if you iceless, babygirl gotta go
[00:49.82]
[00:50.80]Ain't got no dough
[00:51.75]
[00:52.31]Broke a** niggas ain't got cash flow
[00:54.06]
[00:55.31]Yall know yall can't buy sh*t
[00:57.06]
[00:57.75]See me in the club trying to impress this, heh
[01:00.06]
[01:01.87]Yo, yo
[01:02.92]
[01:12.86]You can say I'm bless I know
[01:14.66]Niggas like em flashy drive a f50
[01:16.35]
[01:17.17]Jets I go, go-tee Ill blow, h-y-dro
[01:20.79]Keep em leaning the club
[01:22.79]Hoochies screaming yall don't know
[01:23.98]
[01:26.48]Many b**ches follow me
[01:27.17]Daddy licking out your tongue, wanna swallow me
[01:28.86]Wanna pile me, never put no smile on me
[01:31.42]Better stop that
[01:32.54]Wanna see me beggin for your chips
[01:34.42]Bet I doubt that
[01:35.54]Whatcha lookin at huh
[01:36.36]
[01:36.92]Still speakin to me think you pushin it huh
[01:38.92]
[01:39.49]Know you p**sy cat run
[01:40.92]Cause this b***h is gonna bite
[01:42.60]I don't light the fire
[01:43.92]Grab it, choke it, hold it down
[01:45.67]Ride it ruff ryde
[01:46.73]I can give you what you need
[01:48.35]Or give you what you like
[01:49.66]But the pay is kind of the low
[01:51.23]So this p**sy pawn stride
[01:52.61]Wishin you could touch me, lust me
[01:54.36]Listen up daddy you ain't ready for the bed
[01:57.10]Try-na to give it up
[01:58.35]Yo, yo
[01:59.29]
[02:11.73]Swizz got beats locked
[02:21.16]
[02:21.79]Every time I drop shits hot
[02:23.66]Think not and it don't stop
[02:25.73]This b***h top notch
[02:27.10]And yall keep watching
[02:28.85]Play the back baby while your team keep flockin
[02:30.91]
[02:31.54]Try-na to touch my a**
[02:32.98]You ain't got the strength to mount this stallion, I pass
[02:35.17]
[02:35.73]Whiling out I dash
[02:36.98]You're that type of thug thats about they business
[02:38.86]
[02:39.79]Piling out that cash
[02:40.48]Long line of credit cause I like my thug to last
[02:42.79]See they like it when I talk back
[02:44.66]Dough stack, cut backs, we don't want that
[02:47.04]Frontin but you flaunt that
[02:48.42]Somethin whatcha want black
[02:49.85]Cheap stack, keep that
[02:51.35]Fake money ni**a, fake thug
[02:52.91]We don't need that
[02:53.91]Whats that all about
[02:54.79]
[02:55.36]I can see you from a mile running at the mouth
[02:57.41]
[02:58.05]Lies poppin out
[02:58.79]
[02:59.48]Claimin yous a hustlin type of ni**a, cut it out
[03:02.10]Yous an average type of cat
[03:03.41]No money, no clout
[03:04.72]When missy flow I give yall fever, yo
[03:06.66]If your b***h is ugly you don't need her
[03:08.85]
[03:09.59]Feed her to a wild pack of cheetas
[03:11.59]
[03:12.28]Yo I let yall b**ches see I'm off the meter, heater
[03:14.66]
[03:16.09]Me and eve give ya seizures
[03:17.96]Know I put your niggas down on their knees uhh, eat up
[03:20.71]
[03:21.59]Then we treat you like skeezers, yo let me
[03:24.34]Let me take a quick breather (ahhh )
[03:26.39]
[03:27.15]Yo do yall smell them trees huh
[03:29.15]Do you hear them bangin swizz beats huh
[03:30.90]
[03:31.90]Oh do you feel the rappin missy huh
[03:33.71]
[03:34.71]Well where you wanna roll wit me huh, me huh
[03:37.78]
[03:39.96]One-two misdemeanor
[03:40.65]
[03:42.96]Yeah, yeah, yeah
[03:43.78]
[03:45.15]Motherf**ker now, m**********r now what
[03:48.39]
[03:49.46]Aiight