Verse 1
Is she dope, yep, ass in full effect,
she walks into the room and all the guys come down with strep,
thinkin they can step, their hands go up with sweat,
but she be down with me since fetts vette (jets jets),
shes a hard drinka, a lollypop licka,
a pistol packing mama got me posed like a thinker,
she gold like the Aztecs or is it the incas
she call the shot and the shot be cunnilingus
she heaven sent on the x-box playing halo
wish that she would clean my pipes like she wa draino,
wish she wasnt hotter than a plate of jalapenos,
i feel like the kid, that wants to eat his play dough,
you shouldnt cuz it should be bad for your health,
take one look at her and you be screamin for help
or call up the police say put me in a cell,
i cant resist this dish im under emilys spell if you couldnt already tell
i love every iota, yoda should have told me she was off to south dakota
one more yacht bird flew the coop I guess old gordy done screwed the pooch
(Chorus)
only thing i love more than herb is the bird but my luck