Lyrics Poorboy - Buck-O-Nine

Poorboy

He’s a poorboy
He lives on the street
He’s got no money
And no place
To sleep
He shops at goodwill
Then he buys some wine
He picks through dumpsters
Where he likes to dine
He’s a poorboy
He lives on the street
He’s got no money
And no place to sleep
He’ll wash your windows
For a buck-o-nine
He don’t pay taxes
He hasn’t got a dime
Ooh he tells me
He’ll work for food