Scoop DeVille - Perfect (Dream2Me) lyrics

[Verse One] Oh you 6 foot? You got stretched ears? Tattoos and some spray paint? sh**, i might take a look I'll never really tell you Cuz i'm always shook I think i'm ugly But hopefully you'll love me My friends been askin Can we really date though? Hip-hop shows and burritos? Do you even exist? Don't mention your x, i'll be pissed [Verse Two] Damn it's a trip how much we relate Never been on a real date As of late Old town pasadena, venice beach I'm a s**a for him kinda like a leech Where's your location, you seem outta reach? Met a 6 foot guy with a RO shirt Who's afraid of his heart getting hurt Mixes wu-tang and xibalba every now and then And he got a heart on his sleeve w/ love he about to spread s**er for love, although never admits it Likes to smoke a little weed, but i'm the one lifted Looking for the real thing, no little kid sh** Friends think he's gay But that's a f**ed up way to call something lame Handsome, looks kinda mixed with facial hair I'm sick of stares But you're all the way over there Come here, i wanna talk to you For a minute or two Actually i got nothing do, let's talk for a few minutes We both nervous He gives me the digits for his phone service Is this reality? I can't believe it's happening My friends dig him too Thank god he's nice, phew He enjoys the beach And splifs, favorite flavor's peach We at venice Acting a menace Bumping westside with love And you're heavenly divine like you came from above We argue sometimes no doubt, but no push and shove You're a dream to me like dom said it You're perfect, and i'm all in it [Verse 3] Do you like brown skinned I like to cook too But i also like to eat, shoot Fiend of the music I got a head on my shoulders, show you how i use it That line goes both ways, it's up to you how you choose it I didn't mean to sound perverted But there was no other way i could word it My friends can tell i'm dreaming Or are you a reality, are you scheming? In love with a facade, of something seems unreal But every time i go on my blog, you're all there