Ms Good As It Gets (feat. Hazy C)

If you want mister perfect
You should go find him
I ain't never met him
I don't know how to be like him
Cause I ain't shit
I always forget
You can do better than this
Since ya little miss good as it gets
Now make it known
How I'm such a lucky guy
For you to argue with me
With your precious fucking time
Must be hard for you baby
So hard to have a boyfriend that your better than

I never do enough
Look at my lazy ass
I always do to much
Look at my crazy ass
Look at my lucky ass
To have you here beside of me
Tell me you love me
Ewe I love it when you lie to me
I'll bring you breakfast in bed
I cooked your eggs well
Baby I spent all morning
Walking on these egg shells
But still you acting kind of mad why is that
Yea I'm broke as a joke
I thought you liked to laugh
Toe to toe but were rarely seeing eye to eye
Let's meet in the middle
And do hip to hip why not try
Oh I ain't getting that tonight
That's an average night
But that's my fault
To busy rapping right
I see you like my showcase trophy
But I'm just your blue ribbon
Than no place trophy
I know I made this verse
As sarcastic as I could
In case you couldn't see sarcasm in the hook look

If you want mister perfect
You should go find him
I ain't never met him
I don't know how to be like him
Cause I ain't shit
I always forget
You can do better than this
Since ya little miss good as it gets
Now make it known
How I'm such a lucky guy
For you to argue with me
With your precious fucking time
Must be hard for you baby
So hard to have a boyfriend that your better than

It's not my fault that you can't get it your self
But you get pissed at me everyday cause I wouldn't help
That's low
And even though our love was starting to grow
I could of carried you but did cause it's such a heavy load
You watching me work hard
Slaving for shit
And then bitching me out
Why the dishes just sit
And then kicking me out
Like it's cool I should chill
Bitch for real
I thought my name was signed to the bills
Or maybe I have gone insane
Got you caught up in my thrills
To understand your everything I ever wanted
But still what's the difference if ya walking with ya nose in the air
Because ya shit don't stink
Like ya roses are rare
I work hard for my money
I suppose I could share
But why should I
Fuck it cause the fucking is scarce
So when we make love
It's kind of worthless
So what's the purpose
This isn't working
Go find mister perfect

If you want mister perfect
You should go find him
I ain't never met him
I don't know how to be like him
Cause I ain't shit
I always forget
You can do better than this
Since ya little miss good as it gets
Now make it known
How I'm such a lucky guy
For you to argue with me
With your precious fucking time
Must be hard for you baby
So hard to have a boyfriend that your better than