perfect bitch lyrics – kanye west

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!

/ kanye west lyrics