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Picture Perfect

Picture Perfect Lyrics Mike Will Made It feat. Juvenile, Lil Wayne, Birdman

Mixtape: Est In 1989 Pt 2.5

[Verse 1: Juvenile]
Juvenile, I'm throwback
Like '80 something, I go back
Them brown bags, I sold that
Them street corners, I know that
Appetite, I'm so hungry
Democrat, I go donkey
Weed head, I'm junkey
White boy, I smoke honkeys
Niggas like, "What Juvie on?"
"He's wildin' out, he's straight trippin'"
Ya'll niggas is straight pussy
And ya'll are about to be rape victims
Boy im fucking with truckloads
Started off from an eight ball
Like airplanes on a runway
A real nigga goin' take off
I'm the reason my street hot
Still stick to my G-code
Tees, Bo's and my Reeboks
And I'm cheesed up; I've got cheetos
I told ya'll I'll quit beefin'
I'm chillin dawg, I'm on rehab
My lawyer told me my record clean and if ya'll fuck with me I might relapse
Like Noriega got a lot of guns, like Las Vegas I'm pimpin
Laws keepin' their distance, ain't no penetratin' my system
Bad Boy; not Puffy
HotBoy, get stuffy
My main bitch got a black card and she'll spend it all cause she love me

[Hook x2: Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm picture perfect
I paint a perfect picture
I'm spoonin' with your bitch and make you do the dirty dishes
Man I hate the thirsty bitches
Cut them off like circumcision
I'm the type to talk shit and it'd be words of wisdom

[Verse 2: Birdman]
Monster, killa, real nigga hustla on the reala
My nigga- a dope dealer, dealer
Hustler, shinin'
A Big Tymer nigga
So high on my grind I'll be high flyin nigga
With my strapped up, my guns tight
These niggas know I get money
Come from Uptown nigga
Where a killin' take just a few hundreds
Blast, past
Smokin on that pound
Shinin with my round when my nigga touched down
100 keys on his feet shinin on them 23's
Blowin o's, fuckin hoes
Watch me throw another G
Strapped in this field nigga
Me and my lil' young nigga
Ridin' around your town nigga
Gettin' nothin' but money nigga
One hundred!

[Hook x2: Lil Wayne]

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Uh, tried to fuck the world, can't fit
Pockets fat as Saint Nick
All I've got is my niggas
Cause a bitch still ain't shit
And I've got kush all in my swisher
These niggas is tissue
I don't believe these niggas
Cause I don't believe in superstitions
Juvie, I gotcha
Dreads like rasta, hair like pasta, I go meatballs
I get up in that ass and hit it as fast as Chinese ping-pong
And my bitch, she got that fire
My homie got that iron
But I tell 'em put it away or you could get punched like a Hawaiian
Bitch it's Tunechi F Baby
I'm a original HotBoy
My dick feel like a prisoner cause this bitch got lockjaw
I'm so feelin my self
Truk everybody else
My redbone is ice cold, I'mma fuck the bitch till she melts
Uhh

[Hook: Lil Wayne]

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm N-O till I G-O
I can't change if I tried
I look to my left, I look to my right
And time ain't on my side
So that's why I like my blunt fat and outta shape
Money on my mind
Pussy on my face
Tunechi!

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