| Well I never loved myself but right now I’m in love with two bitches
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| I mean women, I mean prisons, I mean prisms
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| They catch my light, they catch mine
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| I should reflect it, I been neglected
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| You been neglected, she been neglected
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| I feel pathetic I try to compensate with corrections
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| Make sure the condom straight, if you pregnant
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| That’ll just complicate our obsession
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| We should just conversate, in a common place
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| I can’t concentrate 'cause you kinda taste like heaven
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| I got wifey at home and I love her but she’s here and she’s cold
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| And you’re new and you’re warm
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| You’re like my sunshine she’s like my storm and
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| But you can’t have cloudy skies on bright day (Bright day)
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| That’s what they might say (Might say)
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| And what if they up and left? |
| (Up and left)
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| Shit this ain’t the right way (Right way)
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| Well fuck is you talking 'bout?
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| You don’t know shit about what I been goin' through
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| When you feel pissed that the world is controllin' you
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| You don’t know Chris you just know what I’m showin' you
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| I ain’t fulfilled, fillin' this hole in you (Hole in you)
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| Holding you, no one knew
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| What it did, even I, didn’t know
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| Where’d it go? |
| What this is
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| Maybe I find the grit to man up and combine this shit
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| Then I can finally live
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| You’re not a bitch, you’re not a bitch, I’m not a dick
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| To be real, we’re kinda kids
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| Maybe I find a way, maybe it’s not my day
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| Namaste, maybe I’ll find the days
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| We ain’t even kinda great
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| But right now
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Chitter chatter didn’t matter but the pitter patter of your heart did
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| Flat line drop dead gorgeous bitch, get hard dick
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| I’m all ears like cartilage
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| Listened to your blues like Carter did
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| True colors in a stroke off top died here father did
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| You in silk robes, me on tip toes
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| Sneakin' up on you while you sift through clothes
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| Kissed your nose and picked you up and filled your holes
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| Then licked your soul
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| I knew I flew by the sun too close when I looked right at ya baby
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| I knew I blew my last chance at hope if I just didn’t ask ya baby
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| Like will you be mine until the end of time?
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| At least 'til the stars align and space and time
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| Collapse in the face of yours attached to mine
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| At least to pass the time then
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect
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| We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy
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| We could be perfect |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Perfect , by - Chris Rivers. Song from the album G.I.T.U., in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп