d.o.p.e

bellion, jon

she's a lady when she shakes hands in the streets

but she's an animal once we're up in the sheets

and i never win in mario kart because cause she always cheats

oh but that is okay because she's d.o.p.e

i have two parking tickets

she has forty-three

and all my friends they love her

she drinks more than me

and she really doesn't give a damn if i sing out of key

so baby what it look like

you're so d.o.p.e

uh and she's the definition of my everything

i want to tell her so many things

kick back

now i'm thinking about a wedding ring

she so dope

she so crazy

she's all mine so don't try to play me

cause your hands have a hold on me

cause you're so d.o.p.e. i-i-i was trying to stick so close to the plan

couldn't find my heart than it rose from the sand

so i propose a toast east coast to japan

give you a massage for your soul in my hands

so much in common

she is mos def the stars to my comet

she so new age and far from the logic

that i can't find love and have it for eternity

pick it up now

she could rock the hippy look she so outasight

i'm just glad i made the cut

i'm so samurai

everything is cool with her

she don't need no candlelight

dinner

she's a winner

we can kick it

chill at t.g.i

fridays have a 2-for-1 but usually turns into 5

who the hell is driving home

guess we got a taxi ride

knock me out with a kiss like a jab

cause it punch-drunk love in the back of the cab

and i can't feel my face

but you look so damn great

d.o.p.e

d.o.p.e

and i can't feel my face

but you look so damn great