The Makings of a Perfect Bitch — текст песни (Nas)

[Chorus]
I know you think you got it together player, but fuck the bird you with
And listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch
Listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch
There`s always one thing wrong and you wish that you could switch
Or fix, while you shapin` every curve and hips, you heard of this?
The makings of a perfect bitch

[Nas]
A ghoul at night, I role like Jack the Ripper trying to choose my wife
I need a ass of a stripper, fat lipper
Mad niggaz in this one predicament
You try to choose a loyal one and stick with it
My stupid dick again searching for something to jump and then start humpin`
Convincing me that the history of a woman is about leaving a nigga with nothing
So my experiences taught me how to come up with a plan to make a right one for the man
A toy for the boy, the one that righteously will understand
And since I can`t find her I guess I gotta make her
I creep in the night like a kinky undertaker
I think I`m on a caper to abduct a nerd from the Ivy League
Next stop at the strip club snatch a bad one and flee
What`s next, I`m stakin` out a five star restaurant to kidnap the chef
Say goodbye to the stress

[Chorus]

[Nas]
I stitch `em together then I kiss `em forever
These surgical gloves are made of love, couldn`t be better
Four cycles of blood, child birth first
Men-e-stral cycle, last men-e-stral cycle then death
That`s four, so I guess rebirth is the fifth
Put `em together, that`s a genius, a slut and a chef
Holdin` the scalpel while cutting the flesh
Heavy bleeding, so I need suction, it`s such a mess
If she survives she`ll be sucking me next
Dark nipples on her D-cup breasts so I could titty fuck while she do
my taxes for the IRS
So I could just relax, shit, by now I`m blessed
I`m her daddy, I`m her messiah, I`m god
Cause I injected obedience and loyalty in her heart
Know you mad cause you with a bitch that nag you to death
I smack mine on the ass and she breathe her first breath

[Chorus]

[Nas]
Gimme Sade`s mystique, she gotta know her way in the streets
Like Billie Holiday in Harlem
Body from Ketoi Johnson and Kenya Moore and Apple Bottoms
Maya Angelou`s brain and some groove from Terry McMillan
Them Angelina Jolie lips, Angela Davis, Sista Souljah`s wit
Helping me load clips
Some words form a pimp was, Nas, it just don`t exist
But homes is twisted, a home ain`t a home without without the misses
All the girls that I named are queens, no disrespect
But I need me someone to disappear, reappear like I dream of Jeannie
Whenever I want, I think I met her, it`s on, forever I`ll flaunt

[Chorus]



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