The Turndown People Under the Stairs

[Thes One]
Yo, I think this time I've found a shorty for me
We talk a lot, take walks a lot, she doesn't bore me
In fact she won't ignore me when I'm speakin music matters
She's intelligent, fly style flatters
My own style, chickens scatter when she floats through the club
Child matters
Love, I'm thinkin
I met her one night drinkin, a success of a show
She walked up and said, "I know you
You're from the P-U, T-S, I think your name is Thes too,"
I said, "Would you like a soda?", "I'm underage"
Slipped her my number, tipped the waiter
And said give me a page later
In typical latin lady flavor she said "maybe
Claro que si" That's how it should be
And see she played me close, next night dinner
The champagne toast, sunset pacific coast
And mostwhile, everything to me was like tight groovy
Always a treat, man, she took me to the movies
Made love to beats, woke up and made me pancakes
And this point I knew my shit was land o' lakes
Fellas, I might be in love but something's still not right
We didn't fight but she didn't call me last night
She got mad loot, no jobs, and plus a high renter
Cellular phone to check the Pac Bell message center
Which she does too much, and I'm really not with it
She tells me that she loves me so I guess I'm committed X2