Perfect

[Verse 1] Ay yo, I'm bitter, so my perfect bitch is mad sweet Bring the food, and no drama from last week Not playin' me for my money like Cache Creek Hardly frowned, soft titties and ass cheeks You know, the type my dad meets The type I always feel be walkin' past me Lotion in her purse, and know the words to a rap song that ain't catchy Quote on quote, dro the smoke, I'm goin' broke; she cash me And share, I won't, care? I don't, but before she go She ask me, not a runner, but built like an athlete Back in high school, ma never had acne Only yells durin' the nasty and our coversations tend to stimulate my brain Better than the hashy [Hook] I heard the perfect girls are walkin' around the world And then, I'm tryin' to find them... So this one's...for the twos, threes, fives, sixes, sevens, eights, nines, and tens... Perfect ten...but then again, do you exist? [Verse 2] My perfect girl never scary My man, my niggas like "son, you better marry" On Valentine's, we insanitary, but it's legendary So we both glowin' on the fifteenth of February Buy me kicks on the twenty-fourth On the weekend, kick it wit me on the porch Hittin' the floor role, sippin' supportos, give her forty Now she horny, and we makin' yornos Ay, what's really good, ma? Be the perfect one, I think you could, ma You wanna show me somethin? I think you should, ma You and your friend actin' like I should stop But I know how the game go, see my perfect girl shy, but she really ain't though Takes pole, grace so, my goddess, my god, did you make those? [Hook]