Lyrics:
The Slip Poor Boy

I'm just a poor boy in love with you and I know that you don't get along with your man Oh when the moon is loaded Oh when my hand is folded on the wheel

-wa) si-bona kwenze ka kanjani (a-wa a-wa) amanto mbazane ayeza She's a rich girl She don't try to hide it Diamonds on the soles of her shoes He's a poor boy

like 'atta' Slipped on a peel of banana, doowutchyalike Yeah, cool, gettin' stupid Once again you got the sound of the Underground Baby Dope is in the house Boy

kerosene Weren't you mamma's only boy? Her favorite one it seems She began to cry when you said Good-bye, sank to your dream Poncho was a bandit boy

kerosene Weren't you mama's only boy But her favorite one, it seems She began to cry when you said, "Goodbye" Sank into your dreams Pancho was a bandit, boy

Bill Jackson was a poor old dub, Who joined the Darktown Poker Club But cursed the day he told them he would join. His money used to go like it had wings

straight boy I'm tryin' -Chorus- (Juvenile) I'm tryin' to shake the monkey off of me Lord please let me go where I needs to be Ball 'till I fall it's a poor

weren't your mama's only boy But her favorite one it seems She began to cry when you said goodbye And sank into your dreams Pancho was a bandit boy

you claiming? What set you claiming? Nigga what set you claiming? What set you claiming? Boy, what set you claiming? Boy, what set you claiming? Boy,