kanye west - perfect bitch lyrics
perfect b-tch
uh, do you know about this motherf-ckers
all you n-gg-s is wack
f-ck swag
he gone girl, he gone
uh, b-tches all on his nuts yeah, dawg
we swarfing, we urging
got a b-tch, she’s purging,
you shiny n-gg- will rick curbings
f-ck swag it’s my virgin,
this tight sh-t, no virgin
miss marlene, no margin
we the way you n-gg-s know surfin’
uh, is it something i said?
you’re upset, n-gg- get some head
you ain’t got no hoes, well n-gg- get some bread
no grind, you’re blind n-gg- we’ll stay instead
this is liberty, no chivalry
you thirsty trick? no sipping me
i’m on e, i’m gonna take a leak on you weak n-gg-s
i want all hate on me,
i’m laughing to the bank like hi-hi-hi
corny sh-t, don’t blame it on me n-gg-
i’m a free n-gg-, i’m gonna smoke that whiskey leaf
that’s spotted pale, you better inhale
don’t be a clown, get in shape
get in shape try to get me the crown
no guessed out, don’t try to act ho
n-gg-s i can hide, but they eyes ain’t low
squad full of n-gg-s like horizon’s coast
f-ck your ibm n-gg-, i do the most
turned up sh-t, that’s the life i chose
f-ck school, we gon’ pack it b-tch
she knows me now she better study this
hate on me, f-ck it i love this
so i finish track, n-gg- ya might be missed
uh, but you never own this mother f-cker,
aka no dinero, aka i f-cked your hole
f-ck your b-tch, f-ck your cool, f-ck emt
f-ck them js, shut up b-tch, uh
you’re callie stew she’s damie green
sh-t was flight, sh-t was flame
fire it up, y’all shift the lane
you a wh-r- and now what that means
you a fame, you a faithful trance
that perfect glance, your thirsty grin
now get your f-ckin’ opinion
low b-tch bore us, you type cleans
aw h-ll no!
back to the point, i don’t feel y’all
you the type of n-gg-s shopin’ in the mall
f-cking ranches with dirty drawers
now don’t get me wrong, don’t get me wrong
i’m a turned up n-gg- with a couple of flaws
i’ve been doing some sh-t that wouldn’t get me rich
f-ck a bad flip, that’s real sh-t
on to the next like real quick
wow, coco, white girl sipping that cocoa
that mean nothing to our personal
no disrespect, i might flex tho
i make them drop them drawers with [?]
i make them ho? my pill with their eyes closed
make them suck the d-ck with a blindfold
i’m trying to win the n-gg- with the rhinestone
yeah, i’m with this sh-t
know a couple n-gg-s all below the cliff
n-gg-s want the issue, they unload the sh-t
f-ck ’em with some n-gg-s i don’t give a sh-t
untill sh-t’s up, why you flossing me?
why you talking sh-t, like you bossing me
tryin’ to take swag like you won some of them
they can chose me, i don’t know them
uh b-tch, i’m yo daddy n-gg-, shut up!
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