I Ain’t Got Time lyrics

[Intro: Bel-Sha-Zaar]
We’re going to dance
And exercise
And have some fun

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]
I ain’t got time for these n****s
Better throw a watch at the boy
Had my boys in this b*tch, lookin’ like a seminar
Who the f*ck you talkin’ to, motherf*cker?
Boy, I ain’t got time for these b*tches
Better throw a clock at these hoes
Had these hoes in this b*tch lookin’ for a water hose
Who the f*ck you talkin’ to, motherf*cker?
Boy, I ain’t got time

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
That’s that don’t play, whoo! That’s that new Ye
People sayin’ I’m the closest thing to Mike since Janet, whoo!
Tom Cruise, homie, we jumpin’ up on them couches
That's a fresh house, is that a guest house?
Your house got another house?
Your b*tch got a b*tch, your spouse got another spouse
Young Walt Disney, I'ma tell you truthfully
If you leave Mickey you gon' end up with a Goofy
I imagine that's what Chris told Karrueche
Girls be actin' like it's diamonds in they coochie
I don't give a f*ck, I don't give a f*ck
But cops chokin' n****s out in the media
We finna have to protest and tear the city up
We 'bout to tear this whole place up, pretty much
[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & Nicki Minaj]
I ain’t got time for these n****s
Better throw a watch at the boy
Had my boys in this b*tch, lookin’ like a seminar
Who the f*ck you talkin’ to, motherf*cker?
Boy, I ain’t got time for these b*tches
Better throw a clock at these hoes
Had these hoes in this b*tch lookin’ for a water hose
Who the f*ck you talkin’ to, motherf*cker? (Yo)
Boy, I ain’t got time

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, thinkin' out loud
I must have about a milli on me right now
And I ain't talkin' about that Lil Wayne record
I'm still the highest sellin' female rapper for the record
Man, this the sixty-five millionth single sold
I ain't gotta compete with a single soul
I'm good with the ballpoint game, finger roll
Ask me how to do it, I don't tell a single soul
Pretty women, what's up? Is you here right now?
You a stand-up or is you in your chair right now? Uh
Do you hear me? I can't let a wack n**** get near me
I might kiss the baddest b*tch if you dare me
I ain't never need a man to take care of me
Yo, I'm in that big boy, b*tches can't rent this
I floss every day, but I ain't a dentist
Your whole style and approach I invented
And I ain't takin' that back 'cause I meant it
[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
Nat Turner would be so proud of me
‘Cause all these (motherf*ckers!) got they style from me
I bet they all lookin’ from a crowd at me
And if I asked them, they’d bow to me
But youse a house n****, so you don’t know
How that sh*t go
With my big lips and my big nose
And my big di*k and my short hair
‘Cause you already know how slow my sh*t grow

[Part II]

[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator]
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[Verse 4: Kanye West & Tyler, The Creator]
Been the man with the pickle plan, n****s know the dill
When I sell the carnival, I bet I get a hundred mil’ (Hey)
Last name West and my teeth diamonds
She said, "Yo, what's your occupation, crazy rhymin'?"
Listen to Wu-Tang, tryin' suits on
Accoutrements is Grey Poupon
Next line’ll have ‘em like “Whoa”
I been kissin’ white boys since 2004
Stuntin' in a high-top Louis, shorts is the Coogis
Open up the door when you take her to the movies
When you meet the parents, you tell De Niro
Her boyfriend a zero, she need to cut the weirdo
Next show, they gotta up the zeros
Nobody rockin' like this sixteen years old
The hard drums and the Wally's somethin' that caught me
I'm tellin' you what Wu-Tang taught me
I'ma read commas, you gon' leave comments
Saying what I shoulda did, but you ain't did nada
You ain't important, I'ma keep sporting
All smiles over here, shout out to The Garden
The young youth, rockin' the gold tooth
Pull up in a drop top, old school bumpin' to "Cash Rules"
No question, we the reason why the summer's blazin'
Then say, "You lookin' good, fly colored Asian"
Hard pill to swallow like some thick soda
Walk weird 'cause my pockets look like thick Yoda
With a Skywalker, riding 'round solar
Anakin skin Sprite, and my tint cola
Raw, I give it to ya, no trivia
She used to roll with my G-Unit like Olivia
Turn around and remap route
When that boy with them big ears and that gap tooth
[Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
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Tick, tock, tick, tock
Tick, tock, tick, tock (Boy, I ain’t got—)