Gucci Mane - Mrs. Perfect 2014 lyrics
(Intro) Bad b**hes, yo, what's happenin'? My n***a C-Note on the beat, cut this sh** up for me dawg C-Note, cut it off, please Please cut it off loud Skinny waist, big bu*t, I been standin' where's the big blow (Hook) She got slim waist and a pretty face, she perfect Two bad b**hes, a double date, and they perfect Why you broke n***as all in her face, she allergic Big Guwop call me Mr. Perfect, well Mrs. Perfect Why, Mrs. Perfect! Mr. Perfect needs his perfect why Mrs. Perfect Mr. Perfect needs his perfect why Mrs. Perfect Got an onion booty, stanka walkin', she Perfect Her boyfriend work for lotta millions, you know she perfect (Verse) Mr. Perfect, I drop mine on purpose If the b**h picky, hope the b**h deserve it If a n***a picky the ones, the n***a worthless Lay that monkey sh** off, this squad is not a circus Gucci man have new Jersey drive, my 2-85 on the surface Surf round-town with the surface, she s**in' on me like a Shlerpy n***as don't even wanna serve me How you scree n***as scared to get dirty Got a birthday bag for my big D-cup, all rich and the b**h still workin' Said 100 n***as wanna murk me but I carve a n***a like a turkey Syrup go when I walk in, now a bad b**h start flirting Border Chris alarm and they need to ? my Jersey I came up in the slums and now the bad b**hes jump me (Hook) She got slim waist and a pretty face, she perfect Two bad b**hes, a double date, and they perfect Why you broke n***as all in her face, she allergic Big Guwop call me Mr. Perfect, well Mrs. Perfect Why, Mrs. Perfect! Mr. Perfect needs his perfect why Mrs. Perfect Mr. Perfect needs his perfect why Mrs. Perfect Got an onion booty, stanka walkin', she Perfect Her boyfriend work for lotta millions, you know she perfect (Verse 2) Gucci man, I'm a trouble, B, I get up three barrel stock a piece On my hoe like Pappadeaux, on his hoe like Applebee Don't mix me up with no waffle n***a But you can serve me some waffle weed That good Keep, that OG For that blue dream you commission me If it's a bad b**h, don't talk to her You can fool her but you can't fool me Got a fake chain and a fake ring I know that ? A quarter mill on one ring, I know that Gucci crazy Pink champagne for my bootain, she a bad b**h know she don't trade me Last night mane with heart mane we might just have a baby So wasted, drank a whole pint, gonna name my new son Guane This b**h, mane, she insane, gon' drive that b**h more crazy You perfect, she perfect, she bless the day met Gucci (Hook) She got slim waist and a pretty face, she perfect Two bad b**hes, a double date, and they perfect Why you broke n***as all in her face, she allergic Big Guwop call me Mr. Perfect, well Mrs. Perfect Why, Mrs. Perfect! Mr. Perfect needs his perfect why Mrs. Perfect Mr. Perfect needs his perfect why Mrs. Perfect Got an onion booty, stanka walkin', she Perfect Her boyfriend work for lotta millions, you know she perfect