Took my wife to the barn yard, And I sit her down to supper, Well, she got choked on a turkey leg, And stuck her nose in the butter. Hit that jive Jack Put it … I ain't got time for ya nah! And I ain't graduate but I got my diploma in these streets And don't a day go by when a nigga ain't high What's the use of the truth if I can't tell a lie Barely made it out alive, he was born in that fire So we ride, with that fire Push the line, With that fire Another day, another show, I ain't got time baby 1-4 album - including song video, artist biography, translations and more! Yeah right now 'Cause niggas dying every day and I ain't light brown And i-D ain't wanna give a nigga no post So I went and did a 12-page spread in Vogue (Nigga I ain't got time!) I ain't got time for ya nah! I ain't got time for ya nah! But time's ticking so I'm always acting au contraire, why Cause I ain't got time, no Cause I ain't got time, no And if they wanna hate, let 'em, I don't pay 'em no mind I'm just timing my arrival and plan a surprise Cause I ain't got time Cause I ain't got time, no [Vinzy V:] I seldom play with fire, but no shame if … I ain't got time for ya nah! And I ain't got time to shake your hand. Cause I'm trying to take this party to the street [Verse 2: Canon] 7 days, one week, It's time for me to clock out (Sheesh) Im faded up with my jays on, my outfit is on point (Fleek) Boy I ain't got time [Verse 2] Man it turned out B was so proud of me Cause all these (motherfuckers!) Ain't Got Time Lyrics: Zaytoven / Whole lotta gang shit going on in this motherfucka / SOB x RBE shit / Shout out my nigga Zaytoven / And I still remember days when I was doing bad / Lil' bro just Hit that jive Jack Put it in your pocket till I get back Time and time waits for no man And I ain't got time to shake your hand. Boy I ain't got time Man it turned out B was so proud of me Cause all these (motherfuckers!) Pants got a lil flood, nigga pipe down I'm Lil Boosie, Lil Boosie, way I wipe down (Boy I ain't got time!) Whoa mule, you kicking mule, [Outro] Listen man, I'm that boy All you little niggas clones Cause I'm trying to take this party to the street [Canon:] 7 days, one week, It's time for me to clock out (Sheesh) I'm faded up with my jays on, my outfit is on point (Fleek) I'm riding round … Stuck her nose in the butter, Stuck her nose in the butter, Well, she got choked on a turkey leg, And stuck her nose in the butter. Boy I ain't got time Nat Turner would be so proud of me Cause all these (motherfuckers!) I ain't got time for ya nah! I ain't got time for ya nah! Lyrics to I Ain't Got Time Anymore by The Glass Bottle from the Super Hits of the '70s: Have a Nice Day, Vols. I ain't got time to kiss you now, My mule has run away. Standing on a corner All full of jive But you know that you're my boy So I'm forced to give you five.