We'll be right back.
Oh, it's pretty nice
New paradise
Now charging twice
Oh, the rent's so low
Authentic though
Wait, where'd you go?
Bar after bar have come and opened their doors
And now I just can't afford to call you home anymore
Shaq, she good
Now it feels like a million miles away
From the place where I used to run away
Don't see the old crowd anymore
Don't recognize my old front door
Shaq, she good
Shaq, she good
Shaq, she good
This must be the place
What a lovely space
Oh yeah, we'll take it
Now you've got the key
What a place to be
So glad you made it
A hundred thousand cafes have come and opened
the gates
Ain't that enough breakfast places
Like I just can't escape
Shaq, she good
Now it feels like a million miles away
From the place where I used to run away
Don't see the old crowd anymore
Don't recognize my old front door
Shaq, she good
Shaq, she good
Shaq, she good
Shaq, she good
Shaq, she good

Shaq, she good