Mudhouse / Gypsy MC - Jason Mraz

Ain’t got no dope

All I got’s my 40 (hey, hey)

I ain’t got nobody baby, yeah

That I can call my Shorty

I’d like to give a shout out to all my VIPs

And individualize, because I’m an MC

I can, because I care, because my family’s here

Because I (because I what?)

Because I (cause I what?)

Because I appreciate the mentality of music

I’m saving all my sentences unless of course I’m smoothly spoken

The Quiet type--the kind to watch out for

No man of the clan, I’m perpetrating the scam--

Sure.

I’m the boy with the Fallopian voice

Straight from the sleeve of any wizard of choice

I got the reason to be roaming out the coverage area;

Send me the bill if all my loving is scaring ya

Dare you to dream the way that I believe--

Got the skill to go commando in any fatigues

I got the best damn band in the music scene

But I can also flow solo or just let it be

Because of the love

Oh, your self-realization is your if, and, and but

But you got to know your name before the play of the game

Keep a level-headed check on your health and stay sane

Adjust the tack on the track, the needle’s on the record, prepared for playback

Sajak, could I buy another vowel?

I need another clue and I could also use a towel

And how goes the medium tempo

Slaying all the teachers like the class of '84

And down low you know my fidelity’s go

But I would never hurt a fly with my flip-flops on

I Got control

I keep a clean toilet bowl--

2000 flushes blue and still going strong

Do I do what I do for the sake of the song

Coming through on the radio?

Naw, it’s for you

This is proof--my own story’s a spoof

I’ll always be a gypsy or forever be aloof

And if you never get to liking me it’s okay too

But you made it this far so pay your toll at the booth

Yes, you’ve made it this far so pay your toll at the gate

Yes, you’ve made it this far so pay attention to that

Yes, you’ve made it this far so sing along with the guy in the hat

Say we ain’t got no dope (that's right)

All I got’s my 40 (hey-ey eyeah)

Ain’t got nobody, baby (yeah-eh)

That I can call my shorty

True or false?

Well, I can be a sensitive man

With sensible plans for the everyday woman

And I can keep you eating out the palm of my hand

Because the dope that we smoked was grown on my land

The words I burn they don’t come from a can

The movie in my mind will be the winner at Cannes

So take your chance, apply for full or part-time romance

Cleverer the better, measure up to whatever

Cause it don’t matter how tall, how fat, or how small

Equal opportunities are open to all

The casting call the line forms down the hall

All you need is ID that shows that you’re legal

But people with egos, a freak show, a syndrome, you best not go

You know I don’t need those

If you got a problem that I really ought to read

Then post it on the web care of R-K-O-P

It’s easy like me but a bit less than cheesy

Go heavy on the melody and add a dash of pickin'

If you can’t stand the kitchen, get the hell out the heat

To meet with the geek all you need is a heartbeat

And to meet with the geek on the street

All you got to do is know how to repeat, repeat, repeat

So come on and sing this chorus with me

See, we ain’t no dope

All I got’s my 40, hey hey

Ain’t got nobody, baby, yeah

That I can call my shorty

Well, I’m type A positive and just the way I like it

Right away I’m satisfied with my food before I try it

Can’t deny it to save my life, I’m never lying

To brave this mic without the same thing twice

Is actually an act to staying up all night

With the mood just right

And the purchase of a flight from the west coast

To these northern lights

It’s Aurora Borealis' company that I’m tight with

Despite everything that you’ve heard

I’ll admit they’re mostly true and I’ll be keeping my word

By doing double-duty on a search for new verbs

And report to work early to deliver the worm

With a back well covered by my buddies of ease

There ain’t no way in hell that I will ever have to say please

And breaking all the codes on the latest machines

Well I will even let you download me for free (for free, for free …)

Because we ain’t got no dope

All I got’s my 40, hey hey

Ain’t got nobody, baby, yeah-eh

That I can call my shorty