Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Perfect, artist - Yung Bleu. Date of issue: 08.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Perfect |
| Who made this beat? |
| Twysted Genius, baby |
| Uh, die for me, nigga, I’m— |
| I’m damn near perfect |
| Die for me, nigga, I’m—, yeah |
| I’m damn near perfect |
| Die for me, nigga, I’m— |
| Look, that bitch a ten, her attitude bad |
| She know she all that with a pretty face (Yeah) |
| He heard about me from the niggas I curved, huh |
| I’m guessin' he want a taste (He do) |
| Heard his water like my Cuban link (Uh) |
| That commitment shit ain’t really new to me |
| Make a nigga sing that old Durk and have him screamin', «Baby, what you do to |
| me?» |
| (Oh-oh) |
| Damn, look at that smile |
| Nose up so far, she’ll turn you down (Yeah) |
| Your old ho so gassed up, no lie |
| Put it down so good, I’ma make you proud, uh (Make you proud) |
| Have a nigga Prada bag me (Prada) |
| Your niggas wonder how you bagged me? |
| (Ayy) |
| She a freak bitch, but she classy (Freaky) |
| If you treat her right, she get nasty (Uh) |
| Got my own so I don’t need a nigga |
| Try to do me in and I’ma leave a nigga (Yeah) |
| Solid bitch and she stiff as hell |
| Everybody say that she conceited, nigga |
| Wait up for a bitch, I’m workin' (Wait up) |
| Put my name on you in cursive (Uh) |
| I’ma lay it down way better than my verses |
| Make you wanna die for me, nigga, I’m perfect |
| ('Dross) |
| My lil' bitch perfect (Perfect) |
| She can get a brand new Birkin (Got a brand new Birkin) |
| Thank God, she twerk it (Twerk it) |
| Pretty lil' waist, she perfect |
| In the back of the 'Burban, she give me head while I’m swervin' |
| Can I lick on your toes and do you a service 'til you cum and you squirtin'? |
| She gon' ride like a freak |
| They wanna be on The Shade Room (Shade Room) |
| She wanna fuck in the day room (Day room) |
| If she in the mood (Ooh) |
| We could fuck in the pool (We could fuck in the pool) |
| I ain’t tryna be rude (I ain’t tryna be rude) |
| I know that you freaky, I could tell that |
| If she want she some racks, I could spare that |
| I’m drivin' her crazy in this Hellcat (Skrrt) |
| I sprayed on Versace, know you smell that |
| I love when she suckin', pull her hair back (Yes) |
| I pull out my hammer, I’ma nail that (Yeah) |
| I ain’t takin' no L |
| First three years, I took her through hell (Damn) |
| Baby, we made it (Made it) |
| You was fuckin' with him and you crossed me up (Up) |
| Like Tracy McGrady (Shit) |
| She called me at the hotel late night (Woo) |
| I was makin' a baby (Baby) |
| And she told me to go to hell last night (Damn) |
| Now she fuckin' with Satan (Hahaha), yeah |
| I’m a demon, pull up in the Demon and give her some semen (Skrrt) |
| Hope you believe it, 'cause baby, you perfect |
| Perfect |
| I’m damn near perfect |
| Die for me, nigga, I’m—, yeah |
| I’m damn near perfect |
| Die for me, nigga, I’m— |