City Spud - Know Nuttin Else

〈chorus: lil st. louis〉
I don't know nothin' but see i know how to count money
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else
Got a bad kush habit and i just can't stop stuntin'
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else
I don't know nothin' but see i know how to count money
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else
Got a bad kush habit and i just can't stop stuntin'
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else

〈verse 1: city spud〉
Niggas say i don't know nothin', boo
I be thinking that i don't know nothin', homie
I'm counting the money, i got a pocket full of rubbers
But using undercovers, so why those suckers chasing suckers
And ducking with they honeys, i keep the whip fresh and through
Looking like deniro, rockin' like the puff boys
Move a different thorough, they see me stuntin'
Thеy like, "city, what you doing?"
You got the paper now, your attitudе is ruined
Blowing kush, got the baddest bitch with me
Now, nigga sitting like my name was george bush
Fresh out the pen, diamonds in my chain
Rolling with my niggas and my niggas got them things

〈chorus: lil st. louis〉
I don't know nothin' but see i know how to count money
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else
Got a bad kush habit and i just can't stop stuntin'
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else
I don't know nothin' but see i know how to count money
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else
Got a bad kush habit and i just can't stop stuntin'
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else
〈verse 2: kyjuan〉
I bought an ounce a week, two grand a month
Smokin' clear sheets, no more blunts
No, reggie, i ain't tryna stunt, i only choke scump
I run on the fort-down, you'll probably tryna pump
I'm going for home-runs, you'll lay down a blunt
I'm taking billion-dollar worth of shit, you talk junk
Red fox, cold motherfuckers, that's why i wear a fox
Sag live got that ra-ta-ta-ta, make your trunk knock
Tryna run the nation, you can run your little block
Let your mama and 'em down, i lets down the top
Tryna score twice, you run down the cart
My son say that's too big to be a watch, that's a clock

〈chorus: lil st. louis, murphy lee〉
I don't know nothin' but see i know how to count money
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else
Got a bad kush habit and i just can't stop stuntin'
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else
I don't know nothin' but see i know how to count money
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else
Got a bad kush habit and i just can't stop stuntin'
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else (ucme)

〈verse 3: murphy lee〉
I'm murph derrty, best believe i got the right amount
I'm from sesame street, they call me the count
I'm mr. add-it-up, my background was bagged up
Now i'm the ladies man, that's why all 'em back it up
Flip it up, rub it down, all on my b-b-d
I satisfy 'em, make 'em spend they whole e-b-t
The go get it, the go-getter, the money maker
Your whole hitter, the whole hitter, the honey taker
Shit, i'm murphy lee the caculator
'til i work it off, it's by the way, derrty stacking paper
Now here's a message for your paper blockers
It wasn't me that did it, derrty, the paper gotcha
〈chorus: lil st. louis〉
I don't know nothin' but see i know how to count money
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else
Got a bad kush habit and i just can't stop stuntin'
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else
I don't know nothin' but see i know how to count money
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else
Got a bad kush habit and i just can't stop stuntin'
I don't know nothin' else, i don't know nothin' else

City Spud is a part of the St. Lunatics, a group that included Nelly.

Per The Riverfront Times, he was often mistaken for Nelly’s brother, and his name was explained by Ali (another member of the St. Lunatics) as follows:

We called him City Spud for the fact that he was -- it was like calling a fat person Tiny. He was from the county. He was always from the county, real passive, real nice, real neat, just a really cool guy. He was so county that we called him City.