THE MAKINGS OF A PERFECT BITCH

I know you think you got together player, but fuck the birds you with, and listen close, to the makings of the perfect bitch, listen close, to the makings of the perfect bitch, there's always one thing wrong and you wished that you could switch, or fix, while you shaking every curve, and hips, you heard of this, the makings of the perfect bitch At school at night, I roll like Jack the Ripper trying to choose my wife, I need the ass of a stripper fat lipper, mad niggas in this one predicament, you trying to choose a loyal one and stick with it, my stupid dick again searching for something to jump in and start humpin, convincing me that the history of a woman is about leaving a nigga with nothing, so my experiences told me how to come up with, a plan to make a right one for the man, a toy for the boy the one that ritiously will understand, and since I can't find her 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 is the strip club to snatch a bad one and flee, what's next, I'm staking out a five star restaurant to kidnap the chef, say goodbye to the stress I know you think you got together player, but fuck the birds you with, and listen close, to the makings of the perfect bitch, listen close, to the makings of the perfect bitch, there's always one thing wrong and you wished that you could switch, or fix, while you shaking every curve, and hips, you heard of this, the makings of the perfect bitch I stitch them together, then I kiss her forever, these surgical gloves are made of love, couldn't be better, four cycle's of blood, child birth, first menstrual cycle, last menstrual cycle, then death, that's four, so I guess the rebirth is the fifth, put it together that's a genius of sluttin a chef, holdin the scalpel while cuttin the flesh, heavy bleedin, so I need suction its such a mess, if she survives she'll be suckin me next, dark nipples on her d cupped breast, 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 wit a bitch that nag you to death, I smack mine on the ass, as she breathe her first breath I know you think you got together player, but fuck the birds you with, and listen close, to the makings of the perfect bitch, listen close, to the makings of the perfect bitch, there's always one thing wrong and you wished that you could switch, or fix, while you shaking every curve, and hips, you heard of this, the makings of the perfect bitch Give me Sade's mystique, she gotta know her way in the street's, like Billy Holiday in Harlem, body from Ketoy Johnson and Keenya Moore in Apple Bottoms, Mya Angelou's brilliance, I'm groomed from Terry Macmillan, them Angelena Joli lips, Angela Davis sister's soldier's wit, helping me load clips, some words from a pimp was, Nas it just don't exist, the homes is twisted, a home ain't a home without the misses, all the girls that I named a queen, no disrespect, but I need me someone to disappear and reappear like I Dream of Jeanie, whenever I want, I think I mer her, its on, forever I flaunt I know you think you got together player, but fuck the birds you with, and listen close, to the makings of the perfect bitch, listen close, to the makings of the perfect bitch, there's always one thing wrong and you wished that you could switch, or fix, while you shaking every curve, and hips, you heard of this, the makings of the perfect bitch