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letra de perfectperson - sadboyshaq

[intro: sadboyshaq]
ugh

[verse 1: sadboyshaq]
yeah, my n-ggas hoppin’ out that cut just like the battle bus
b-tch tried to slide, he died, i swear to god, that sh-t not addin’ up
i told the b-tch, “you cannot shake yo’ ass if you can’t back it up”
now she shakin’ on the f-ckin’ gang, but why you mad at us?
n-gga lazy play you like a game, i call it, “ps plus”
pull up with that f-ckin’ zoo, that chopper got them monkey nuts
b-tch, i ball like lbj, you n-ggas better listen (f-ck, ugh)

[chorus: sadboyshaq & hoobastank]
i ain’t perfect, n-gga (i’m not a perfect person)
updatin’ the f-ckin’ game, i’ma nerf a n-gga
yo’ man up and disappear, now he searchin’ with ’em (there’s many things i wish i didn’t do)
yeah, my n-ggas never miss it, dude perfect hit ’em
he act like a female, n-gga want pop sh-t
7.72 his back just like luka dončić (but i continue learning)
every shot a n-gga put out, mistic [clayton?] sh-t
put the d-cks so far up in the glock, i took the bs [?] (i never meant to do those things to you)
b-tch, i’m goin’ up and i’ma put that on my momma
i change my life around and n-gga ask some bad karma
like, how i’m a b-tch? send that f-ckin’ missile, i’ma spark ’em
make a n-gga body twist, yeah, we could’ve farm ’em
[verse 2: sadboyshaq & hoobastank]
it’s a stabbed back, already goin’ in, james harden
can’t find ’em, yeah, yo’ boy, he on that sight like [?] (but i continue learning)
you can’t burn down the opps, flip the garden
b-tch, i’m just a camel in the grass, i’m in the yard, b-tch (i never meant to do those things to you)
how i’m travellin’ the states, i said, “f-ck the bronx” (uh)
that boy [?] bills like it’s no tomorrow (uh)
and she wan’ talk up on my twin just like a candy bar
he tried to hop up in that f-ckin’ car, that boy ain’t make it far
ugh, godd-mn, i make the glock twerk
n-gga tryna run off with the pack and all my f-ckin’ purse
they change your mans up out the f-ckin’ city like blockwork
if i can’t get this f-ckin’ drank to pop, i make the glock work (f-ck)

[chorus: sadboyshaq & hoobastank]
yeah, i ain’t perfect, n-gga (i’m not a perfect person)
updatin’ the f-ckin’ game, i’ma nerf a n-gga
yo’ man up and disappear, now he searchin’ with ’em (there’s many things i wish i didn’t do)
yeah, my n-ggas never miss it, dude perfect hit ’em
he act like a female, n-gga want pop sh-t
7.72 his back just like luka dončić (but i continue learning)
every shot a n-gga put out, mistic [clayton?] sh-t
put the d-cks so far up in the glock, i took the bs [?] (i never meant to do those things to you)
b-tch, i’m goin’ up and i’ma put that on my momma
i change my life around and n-gga ask some bad karma
like, how i’m a b-tch? send that f-ckin’ missile, i’ma spark ’em
make a n-gga body twist, yeah, we could’ve farm ’em
[outro: hoobastank]
i’m not a perfect person
there’s many things i wish i didn’t do
but i continue learning
i never meant to do those thin—

- sadboyshaq

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