| Baby can I talk to you for a minute?
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| I know you noticed things been tight around here lately
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| We don’t really need all three of these bedrooms
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| If you really think about it, we could live without it
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| There’s a vacant spot one floor beneath for more cheap
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| We could afford it easy
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| Wouldn’t have to really pack
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| Borrow your granddad’s van or no shit like that
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| Save a hundred fifty each month
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| Go to Red Lobster and eat what we want
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| Moved down, gave keys to the landlady
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| But I kept the spare set that she had gave me
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| It was cheaper but I actually regret
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| Couldn’t even tell you were the extra money went
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| Can’t go back now it’s too late
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| New people moved into our old space
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| Of course they loud as a son of a bitch
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| Not just partying they wild on some other shit
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| They selling something out of there
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| All night you can hear people up and down the stairs
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| But shit I ain’t telling them they wrong
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| I just learn to sleep with the television on
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| And every single Wednesday they be gone
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| From nine till about at least eleven in the morn
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| I get a little peace from the floor boards creaking
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| And sleep in cause there isn’t anybody home
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| Shit they getting worse lately
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| They fuse and they curse and they wake up the baby
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| Last Tuesday night a fight broke out
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| And somebody let a gun off in the house
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| And so the very next morning, I listened through the floor until I heard them
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| all leave
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| Crept upstairs with my old keys
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| Walked in a and helped myself to the whole thing
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| Half pound of weed and a coke stash
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| A new 45 and a little stack of cash
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| Caught me a cab to St. Paul
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| Selling them things that cheap, man it ain’t hard
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| Come home with close to 4 Gs
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| Plus saved my man a taste of the trees
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| Now I can hear them going crazy upstairs
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| Probably should have just kept our ass up there |