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letra de perfect girl - cfn trapgod

[intro: cfn trapgod]
me and dee money want millions
you know
i got the perfect girl right now
i can tell that ain’t what you want
but it’s like you can’t let it show

[chorus: cfn trapgod]
really f-ck with her, she the perfect girl
want a travel log around the world
flood your wrist with diamonds and some pearls
got her masters, she a school girl
only weave or natural hair curl
stay in the crib, these n-ggas gon’ ignore her
i swear she the perfect girl
healthy tan, she got a perfect pair
really f-ck with her, she the perfect girl
want a travel log around the world
flood your wrist with diamonds and some pearls
got her masters, she a school girl
only weave or natural hair curl
stay in the crib, these n-ggas gon’ ignore her
i swear she the perfect girl
healthy tan, she got a perfect pair

[verse 1: cfn trapgod]
she quick to tell a n-gga she through
like these other b-tches she ran through
she stay loyal, stay true
if i lost her, wouldn’t know what to do
made her my wife, it was overdue
i proposed and she said, “i do”
wanna spend my whole life with you
she the perfect girl, you with her too
she don’t run the streets, she go to school
watch her figure, she eat figure food
she don’t wear tight clothes, she ain’t rude
don’t want n0body but me to see her nude
in the morning it’s yoga by the pool
go tell moms she workin’ before school
keep her head straight and follow rules
when sh-t get hard, she still play it cool

[verse 2: mali nsb]
i’m the perfect girl for you and you know it
quit the cappin’, boy i ain’t for the jokin’
quick to drop you when you leave me heartbroken
i try not to give up but it’s so provoking
i wear my designer but no, he ain’t buy it
i get to my fetty, i fill my own pockets
i know i’m a hundred and he can’t deny it
i keep him sane, he can tell how i’m ridin’
i count the cake when we leavin’ the trap
he walk out the door, is we safe, and come back
don’t trip when he jugg, i know it’s for the racks
now he f-ck with mali, ain’t no turnin’ back
can’t f-ck with him if i know he ain’t movin’
you say you so real, baby you gotta prove it
’cause this is your chance, better do right or lose it
’cause i am too perfect for you to act stupid

[verse 3: cfn trapgod]
she don’t ever run the streets
always call and make sure i eat
got the perfect body, she pet-te
at night she want me to rub her feet
and her convo always get deep
always talkin’ ’til we fall asleep
want me to herself, she play for keeps
always say i make her feel complete
she the perfect girl, she so sweet
the type with long hair and pretty feet
our love solid, concrete
always tell me how my heart beat
christian loubs, she on fleek
got expensive taste, she not cheap
go tell mom, won’t eat certain meat
love my music, keep it on repeat

[outro: cfn trapgod]
i, i swear she the perfect girl
there’s something about her
you dig?

- cfn trapgod

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