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Paroles Eve Ain't Got No Dough

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[featuring Missy Elliott]





(Eve)

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo

Bet I make you a beliEver

FEver what you catch when you see her

Cheater that mean you shut 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 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



(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, eh



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, eh



(Eve)

Yo, yo

You can say I'm bless I know

Niggas like 'em flashy drive a F50

Jets I go gold teeth y'all blow, H-Y glow

Keep 'em leaning the club

Hoochies screaming y'all don't know

Many bitches follow me

Daddy licking at 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?

No you pussy cat gone

Cause this bitch is gonna abide

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 pussy pawn stride

Wishin' you could touch me, lust me

Listen daddy you ain't ready for the bed

Try-na to give it up



(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, eh



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, eh



(Eve)

Yo, yo

Swizz got beats locked

Every time I drop shit's hot

Think not and it don't stop

This bitch top notch

And ya'll keep watching

Play the back baby while your team keep flockin'

Try-na to touch my ass

You ain't got the strength to mount this stallion, I pass

Whiling out I dash

You're that type of thug that's about their 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 nigga, fake thug

We don't need that

What's up that all about

I can see you from a mile running at the mouth

Lies poppin' out

Claimin' you's a hustlin' type of nigga, cut it out

You's an average type of cat

No money, no clout



(Missy)

When Missy flow I give y'all fEver, yo

If your bitch is ugly you don't need her

Feed her to a wild pack of cheetas

Yo I let y'all bitches 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 y'all smell the trees huh?

Do you hear them bangin' Swizz Beats huh?

Oh do you feel the rappin' Missy huh?

Yo where y'all wanna roll with me huh? Me huh?

One-two Misdemeanor

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Mutherfucker now, mutherfucker now what?

Aight
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  • Par paula le 2007/07/13 15:40

    mad.eve je viens te dis que vous chates trés bien et que j'aime beaucoup ttes chansons.je dois vous connaisse vreaiment .j"appelle paula .grossos bisous por vous ma belle eve .je te laisse beaucoup de bissous e je vous souhaite beaucoup de sucesse