Bella Noches Pt. 1 Lyrics

Talk that shit, baby, talk it all night
If you gon' do it, then baby, do it right
Talk that shit, baby, talk it all night
If you gon' do it, then baby, do it right

Do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Do it right

Rollin' blunts with Backwoods and bitches blowin' ohs
Fuck your baby daddy, I heard that nigga a ho
Shorty's name is Karma, she tryna settle the score
Rent is steady risin' and jobs ain't job-ing no more
Fuck that shit and your 9 to 5
Niggas doin' fifty-five on the 95
Do a little something strange just to stay alive
Keeping only fans and Jesus on the main line

He said the coochie real good on Sundays
The nigga cheat on his wife and do cocaine
Nigga goin' bald, the fella need Rogaine
Pay a fuck ton of taxes, don't shit change
I, I got an attitude, baby, I got a problem
Feel some kind of way, then, huh, come and solve them
Send ya little minions, and baby, I bet I rob them
Hittin' up they pockets, like baby, turn up the volume

Talk that shit, baby, talk it all night
If you gon' do it, then baby, do it right
Talk that shit, baby, talk it all night
If you gon' do it, then baby, do it right

Do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Do it—
Do it right

Rent is too high, wages too low
Rent is too high, wages too low
Homegirls can't drop it low to the floor
Can't get down at Bella Noches no more
Where the hell could you—
Where the hell could you—

Rent is too high, wages too low
Homegirls can't drop it low to the floor
Can't get down at Bella Noches no more
Where the hell could you—
Where the hell could you—

Rent is too high, wages too low
Homegirls can't drop it low to the floor
Can't get down at Bella Noches no more
Where the hell could you—
Where the hell could you go?
Go, oh, could you go?
Uh, uh, uh