# What's Up Neighbour? — Lyrics (Version 2: The HOA Meeting)

**Artist:** Beaddy West
**Track:** What's Up Neighbour? (V2 — the storyline remix)
**Length target:** 3:20–3:50

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TITLE: What's Up Neighbour? (HOA Meeting)
ARTIST: Beaddy West

[INTRO — folding chairs scraping, gavel taps a coffee mug, ~8 bars]
(Order, order — Ree-Cardo callin' the meeting to order…)
(Beaddy, you're late. — what's up, neighbour…)

[HOOK]
What's up, neighbour? (point of order!)
Ree-Cardo got the floor and he won't give it back, what's up
Whole block packed in a garage, paper cups
Puck it — somebody brought lumpia, what's up
(What's up, neighbour? What's up, neighbour?)

[VERSE 1 — Beaddy West]
Tuesday night, HOA, in Ree-Cardo's garage,
agenda item one: "Beaddy's lawn — a mirage."
Item two: my mailbox "lean three degrees east,"
item three: the raccoon (yeah, that story won't cease).
He got slides. He got a LASER pointer, my guy,
chart of my recycling sins since July.
Sultry Lady in the back row tryna hide a little grin —
oh, she enjoyin' this, watchin' me take it on the chin.
I stand up like "objection, my fence is just RUSTIC,"
Ree-Cardo say "rustic is French for you don't dust it."
The garage lost it. Even I had to laugh —
the man roast me clean and then halve my path.

[HOOK]
What's up, neighbour? (point of order!)
Ree-Cardo got the floor and he won't give it back, what's up
Whole block packed in a garage, paper cups
Puck it — somebody brought lumpia, what's up

[VERSE 2 — Beaddy West]
Then the Pamily roll in twenty minutes deep,
"sorry, sorry, we bring food, don't lose sleep!"
Trays on the workbench — now it's a PARTY not a court,
tito plug the speaker in, motion's cut short.
Ree-Cardo tryna finish his anti-Beaddy decree,
lola hand him a plate — "eat first, then complain, hokay?"
He sat DOWN. He ate. The whole agenda dissolved
in garlic rice and a feud nobody resolved.
Sultry Lady slide me a plate, didn't say a word,
just a look like "you're a mess… but you're OUR mess," I heard.
The meeting adjourned to a karaoke fight —
Ree-Cardo did a power ballad, killed it, by the way, alright.

[BRIDGE — the truce]
See the agenda was never 'bout the lawn or the lean,
it's the only excuse we got to convene.
Nobody here actually wanna be alone,
the HOA's just a love language with a passive-aggressive tone.
Ree-Cardo memorize my flaws 'cause he memorize ME,
that's a man payin' ATTENTION, that's family, see.
So fine the fence, fine the bins, fine the raccoon thing too —
long as next Tuesday everybody come through.

[HOOK — everyone]
What's up, neighbour? (motion to ADJOURN to the grill!)
All in favor say lumpia, what's up
Whole block packed in a garage, paper cups
Puck it — pass the plate down, neighbour, what's up
(What's up, neighbour? What's up, neighbour?)

[OUTRO]
(Meeting adjourned — Ree-Cardo, sing us out, man—)
("Let me TELL you what's up…" *mic feedback* *applause*)
What's up, neighbour… same time next week?
…puck it. Bring a chair.
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