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lirik lagu prodak42117 - greek medusa (perfect b!tch!)

[part i]

[intro: kanye west & nas]
listen close to the makings of a perfect b~tch
there’s always one thing wrong and you wish that you could switch
listen close to the makings of a perfect b~tch
there’s always one thing wrong and you wish that you could switch (uh)
listen close to the makings of a perfect b~tch (can the headphones go louder?)
there’s always one thing wrong and you wish that you could switch
listen close to the makings of a perfect b~tch
there’s always one thing wrong and you wish that you could switch

[verse 1: kanye west]
can’t a young n~gga get money any more? (ah!)
tell peta my mink is dragging on the floor (ah!)
can i have a bad b~tch without no flaws
come to meet me without no drawers? (woah)
dinner with anna wintour, racing with anja rubik (woah)
i told you motherf~ckers it was more than the music
in the projects one day, to project runway
we done heard all that loud~ass talking, we’re used to it
i’m from where shorties f~cked up, double~cupped up
might even k!ll somebody and youtube it
to whoever think their words affect me is too stupid
and if you can do it better than me, then you do it!
[refrain: kanye west]
we flyer than a parakeet, floatin’ with no parachute
six thousand dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the paris news!
don’t talk about style ’cause i embarrass you
shut the f~ck up when you talk to me ‘fore i embarrass you

[chorus: justxn paul]
versace greek medusas, turn my heart to stone
eyes cold, tonight, arms at long, ah
six feet below degrees below zero
whole lot of heroine here but no hero, uh

[verse 2: kanye west]
and the whole industry want to f~ck your old chick
only n~gga i got respect for is wiz
and i’ll admit, i had fell in love with kim (huh?)
around the same time she had fell in love with him (woah)
well that’s cool, baby girl, do ya thang
lucky i ain’t had jay drop him from the team (woah)
la familia (la familia), roc nation (roc nation)
we in the building, we still keep it bas~m~nt (woah)

[refrain: kanye west]
flyer than a parakeet, floatin’ with no parachute
six thousand dollar pair of shoes, i made it to the paris news
don’t talk about style ’cause i’ll embarrass you
shut the f~ck up when you talk to me ‘fore i embarrass you
[chorus: justxn paul & pusha t]
versace greek medusas, turn my heart to stone
eyes cold, tonight, arms at long, ah
six feet below degrees below zero
whole lot of heroine here but no hero, uh
f~ckin’ versace greek medusas, turn my heart to stone
eyes cold, tonight, arms at long, ah
six feet below degrees below zero
a whole lot of heroine here but no hero (woo!)

[verse 3: pusha t]
howard homecoming kingpins
movie on my neck with the screen gems
me and my n~gga havin’ bottle wars
forty thousand on the floor when them bottles pour (spill, n~gga)
i’m blu~ray to your dvd
you might’ve caught me on tmz
cameo tryna sue a n~gga (f~ck ’em)
’cause i party hard like it’s three of me (yeah!)
america’s still abusing us
and 9~11 is the ku klux
so why wouldn’t i fire back
when every day them n~ggas shootin’ us? (shootin’ us, shootin’ us, shootin’ us)
true enough, i’m out of line
you better stand for something ‘fore you out of time
this is crime by design
if the crown ain’t mine, tell me, who am i behind? ah (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
[bridge: nas]
listen close to the makings of a perfect b~tch
li~li~li listen close to the makings of a perfect b~tch
listen close to the makings of a perfect b~tch
th~ there’s always one thing wrong and you’ll wish that you could switch

[verse 4: justxn paul]
i know some n~ggas who roll joints in bible paper
that sh~t gave me the chills (chills, chills, chills, chills, chills, chills)
i know some b~tches who trade kisses for gourmet dishes, uh huh
and n~ggas paying they bills (bills, bills, bills, bills, bills, bills)
uh, like a juror sitting courtside, side (side, side, side, side)
a wide receiver or a shortstop, ah (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
know why you gon’ shop, your heart is in the p~rn shop
pop that p~ssy for a porkchop, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
traded in the saturn, n~gga bought her a place (place, place)
b~tch is jack~o’~lanterns, doctors carving they face (face, face, face)
pretty young thing, dancing rhythm is cold
went from digging in the nose, straight to digging for gold, no
“well h~llo sweetheart, what brings you to the westside?
a streetcar named desire? a whole lotta s~x drive?”
them titties is designer, and so is that v~g~n~
it ain’t tricking if you got it, here’s a message from your sponsor, uh

[part ii]

[chorus 2: justxn paul]
we all pose for pictures
we was going broke, stuntin’ for b~tches, god d~mn (d~mn, d~mn, d~mn, d~mn, d~mn)
sickening, man them n~ggas is twitching
all the fake gold, n~ggas is itching, it’s a lynching (huh)
middle fingers and deuces
all the whips and chains, and velvet rope nooses, but
it’s so blasphemous, but did we ask for this?
ho~, ho~, hollywood be thy name

[verse 5: kanye west & justxn paul]
ah, yeezy, yeezy, how you do it, huh?
it’s my birthday, i deserve to be greedy, huh?
she holdin’ out, she ain’t givin’ to the needy, huh?
you go downstairs and fall asleep with the tv on
y’all been together ten years, you deserve a ménage
‘specially if you put that bmw in a garage
‘specially if you paid a couple payments on her momma crib
went to her niece’s graduation, man, i hate those kids (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
last birthday, she got you a new sweater (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
put it on, give her a kiss, and tell her “do better”
she said, “how ’bout i get you jewelry from the west end?” (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
how ’bout she hit the westin and get her best friend? (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
ha, i’m jokin’, i’m just serious, i asked her (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
“don’t be actin’, like no actress, if we preachin’, then we practice (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
don’t be reachin’, don’t be touchin’ sh~t, we in kanye west’s benz
’cause i will turn you back to a pedestrian” (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

[chorus: justxn paul]
we all pose for pictures
we was going broke, stuntin’ for b~tches, god d~mn
sickening, man them n~ggas is twitching
all the fake gold, n~ggas is itching, it’s a lynching (huh)
middle fingers and deuces
all the whips and chains, and velvet rope nooses, but
it’s so blasphemous, but did we ask for this?
ho~, ho~, hollywood be thy name (be thy name, name, name, name, name, name)

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