The Makings Of A Perfect Bitch (Clean Album Version) (Explicit Album Version)

The Makings Of A Perfect B**ch (Explicit Album Version) - Nas

I know you think you got it together player but f**k the bird you with

And listen close to the makings of a perfect b**ch

Listen close to the makings of a perfect b**ch

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 b**ch

A ghoul at night I role like Jack the Ripper trying to choose my wife

I need a a** 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 ni**a with nothing

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

I know you think you got it together player but f**k the bird you with

And listen close to the makings of a perfect b**ch

Listen close to the makings of a perfect b**ch

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 b**ch

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 f**k while she do

My taxes for the IRS

So I could just relax sh*t 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 b**ch that nag you to death

I smack mine on the a** and she breathe her first breath

I know you think you got it together player but f**k the bird you with

And listen close to the makings of a perfect b**ch

Listen close to the makings of a perfect b**ch

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 b**ch

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

I know you think you got it together player but f**k the bird you with

And listen close to the makings of a perfect b**ch

Listen close to the makings of a perfect b**ch

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 b**ch