Perfect

Baby girl you know you perfect
Oh woah yea yuh
You out this world I'm in your orbit
Oh woah yea yuh
You know My pockets are enormous don't act like I ain't worth shit yea yuh

I love when you treat em so mean
But now when you talking to me
You got me outta body got me losing my peace
See my girl gotta cold heart but that's nothing to me
Cold heart cold heart
No there's no pushing me I'm not a cart
Should've quit the game why you even start
Shooting for your heart how I miss the mark
Losing all my drive now I gotta park
Can't sit back feel like Rosa parks
Thought that love was sweet baby but it's tart
Got me packing heat ima need the bark
Paint the city red turn it into art
You can get the stepping taught you how to March
Blues on your mind I should call you marge
Double cup the lean keep it extra large

You left me alone left me in the dark
Mix it with grabba it look some art
I can't tell which way is home anymore
Just like them Niggas I'm Finna Goku
I know I'm on my own
Oh no I'm not on my own
You can't step up I'm in my zone
You can't sip from my cup
Member said you was gonna give me pussy
Two lines of the purple
Three lines of the wock
Can't fuck wit Niggas cuz they move wock
Cannot sip wit you, you might be the cops
Last night I was being conceited
Now a days I get gassed up on your titties
I won't be there when you need it
They can have you if they want it
They can they can have you if they want
She envy like a pirhana
Sex so hard it feel like a sauna
She got horse teeth she look like Michelle Obama
Come and sit your hands on commas
I'm spoken rich come on
Me my niggas gonna be on
Please tell me what you want
8 8 am, late 8 a am
I know you was laying with him, fuck you

Baby girl you know you perfect
Oh woah yea yuh
You out this world I'm in your orbit
Oh woah yea yuh
You know My pockets are enormous don't act like I ain't worth shit yea yuh



Credits
Writer(s): Ismail Shabazz
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