Aint Got No Dough lyrics

[Eve]
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 nigga actin` like you need her
You run blocks with your henney on the rocks
You don`t think I see you wiling, thirsty nigga want the cock, uh
Let you live 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

1 [Missy]
Ain`t got no dough
Broke ass niggas ain`t got cash flow
Y`all know y`all can`t buy shit
See me in the club trying to impress this, heh

Repeat 1

[Eve]
Yo, yo
You can say I`m bless I know
Niggas like em flashy drive a F50
Jets I go, go-tee y`all blow, H-Y-dro
Keep em leaning the club
Hoochies screaming y`all don`t know
Many bitches 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 pussy cat run
Cause this bitch is gonna bite
I don`t light 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
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