Choir Boys Nova Moura

Baby, you gon' roll hard at the bay
Baby, you don't know the time or the place
She gon' ask around here for the yay
Bitches always come around, not today

Bitches always know my new damn place
Don't you call me by my goddamn name
All the time that I got is my own
You cannot teach me love anymore

And I don't really have nothin
Baby, why you look to me for it?
Baby, I don't got nothin for ya
And I don't really have nothin, oh, oh, oh

So boy you better do some shit
Boy you better make it big
Boy you better make it big
Cuz all they ever say is:

Baby, get ya money up
Or stop talkin
Baby get ya money up
Or stop walkin
You gon' need it all or none
And so often
Cuz they don't want nothin' with ya, uh, uh and yo problems