Ain’t Got No Dough Eve (Ft. Missy Elliott)

[Intro: Eve]
Yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

[Verse 1: Eve]
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 Henny on the rocks
You don't think I see you wildin'? Thirsty nigga want the cock, uh
Let you live for a minute 'fore I slide off
Get you mad, holla, "No, Smokey," ride off
Stressin' me, you ain't blessin' me
With your '96 Rollie glistenin', ain't impressin' me, hear me, though?
Want a job, need a resume, ready, though?
'Cause my time is like pressin' me, you got petty dough
And I'm here to let you know my time is priceless
So if you iceless, baby girl gotta go, uh

[Chorus: Missy Elliott]
Ain't got no dough (Uh)
Broke-ass niggas ain't got cash flow (Uh)
Y'all know y'all can't buy shit (Uh)
See me in the club, tryna impress this, huh?
Ain't got no dough (Uh)
Broke-ass niggas ain't got cash flow (Uh)
Y'all know y'all can't buy shit (Uh)
See me in the club, tryna impress this, huh?