No Tyme

[Intro: City Spud] Yeah, right Nelly, St. Louis, City If you wonder what I'm doing better know [Hook: St. Louis, City Spud] Bitch, I'm counting these hundreds If it ain't 'bout money then I ain't got time for that And it ain't shit funny, got to keep the block running So I ain't got time for that Nigga, you broke from tricking these hoes You ain't got time for that Nigga, fuck that bitch, I'm trying to get rich I ain't got time for that shit If you wonder what I'm doing, better know Bitch, I'm counting these hundreds If it ain't bout money then I ain't got time for that And it ain't shit funny got to keep the block running So I ain't got time for that Nigga, you broke from tricking these hoes You ain't got time for that Nigga, fuck that bitch, I'm trying to get rich I ain't got time for that shit If you wonder what I'm doing, better know [Verse 1: Nelly] You talking money then you calling my name You talking 'bout flippin' money then you talking my game You talking 'bout gettin' money then we talking the same You talking 'bout small money then you talking the lame I'm like that, so mellow, whole nother level Metallica in the trunk, heavy metal 5.0, yup, I gets little, guess who's back? Uh-uh, no riddle, two bad bitches, guess who in the middle? Three fifteen, yup, guess who eating vittles? You still eating kibbles but the bitch won't get it If it don't come fully equipped then don't get it If the seats ain't leather my man then don't sit it If you ain't got no rubbers on hand then don't hit it Hear what I tell you, man? Don't play with it Nope, nope, don't play with it I collect money like child support I got to get it 'cause I got to pay child support 'Cause my baby mama think I'm like a slot machine I like soccer moms, I'm on a "sock her" team From the block to the board room We can do it in the streets or in the court room I put a hoop in the house, that's a court room Now a nigga shootin' jumpers from the fourth room You better know [Hook: St. Louis, City Spud] Bitch, I'm counting these hundreds If it ain't 'bout money then I ain't got time for that And it ain't shit funny, got to keep the block running So I ain't got time for that Nigga, you broke from tricking these hoes You ain't got time for that Nigga, fuck that bitch, I'm trying to get rich I ain't got time for that shit If you wonder what I'm doing, better know Bitch, I'm counting these hundreds If it ain't bout money then I ain't got time for that And it ain't shit funny got to keep the block running So I ain't got time for that Nigga, you broke from tricking these hoes You ain't got time for that Nigga, fuck that bitch, I'm trying to get rich I ain't got time for that shit If you wonder what I'm doing, better know [Verse 2: City Spud] I ain't got time to be sipping out tryin' to be trippin' Got to get this money, nigga with the rhyme or the chicken (Right?) Never talk shit got a bad bitch with a Fat ass nigga that'll put it down in the kitchen You don't want to see me whip it (Whip it) Turn the stove high, pop that spark cigarillo till it's sittin' (Yeah) Add the baking soda and the dope then you whip it till it's hard Add a lot of different colors what you get? (Hey) 'Tics in the grass, C Class offset dubs Tinted windows and the paint be chameleon (Yeah) Chilling like a villain one twenty on forty With a shorty that i met the other day that i was feeling (Feeling) She don't get nada (nada), ne-ne-nada (nada) Nope, nope, ne ne-nada (nada) No wine glasses, sipping out tha bottle (bottle) No Four Seasons, only the Ramada Inn No Chanel, no-no Prada (No Prada) Just Lavelle, boonk and Muscato (Muscato) So bring Michelle, Kim and Natacha (yeah) Canary yell, 'cause shorty ass proper You, you can get it, she can get it Them, they can get it, all y'all can get it And I'm cool as I want to be, smooth as I want to be But don't get it twisted, nigga, the tool stay up under me, yeah [Hook: St. Louis] Bitch, I'm counting these hundreds If it ain't 'bout money then I ain't got time for that And it ain't shit funny, got to keep the block running So I ain't got time for that Nigga, you broke from tricking these hoes You ain't got time for that Nigga, fuck that bitch, I'm trying to get rich I ain't got time for that shit If you wonder what I'm doing, better know Bitch, I'm counting these hundreds If it ain't bout money then I ain't got time for that And it ain't shit funny got to keep the block running So I ain't got time for that Nigga, you broke from tricking these hoes You ain't got time for that Nigga, fuck that bitch, I'm trying to get rich I ain't got time for that shit [Outro: City Spud] Look, if you wonder what I'm doing, better know