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The Makings of a Perfect B****

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

and hips, you heard of this?
The makings of the perfect bitch

Gimme Sade's mystique, she gotta know her way in the streets
Like Billie Holiday in Harlem

up and blast here
Niggaz still trippin off the shit I said last year
About a bitch is a bitch is a hoe is a slut
And I don't like niggaz on my nuts!
So

boy at heart but I'm still finna act tough
You wanna settle down but still out here trying to be a slut
Baby say she got me, man I'm tired of the fake

Twerk a Little

Timbaland

Dark Days, Bright Nights

2001

on a little Pervis like I'm fresh out the shower
Ohhhh! And rest assured Timmy runnin with Bubba
We gettin slurped by two sluts right in front of each other

Ima run up a million I swear on my momma I'll have seven figures before 22
Niggas talking about jacking my swag It's a wrap like burrito you ain't

you saving for? You know?
(And by the way sir, this Fendi shirt's a go)
Just because there's more to it than music
You understand?
Niggas gotta have

experiencing it more
Yea you changed me
Fire come yo way
It's okay
Things get better
Yes I'm by yo side
Let's go through it together

Anything we do it turn fun

that

Let's do it

[verse 1:]

You want me to jam I'm finna enta 

Brain waves came from insane days

Make ya sick like bad mayonnaise

(Tech N9ne)

Got

I Need to Be

Monifah

Harlem World [Clean]

1997

know I need to be loved by you 
You know I need to be hugged by you 
And I can't wait to be touched by you 
'Cause I need to be, 'cause I need to be

She be sneaky
(Huh)
She be sneaky fuck you mean
(Like what)
She said that she want me but she fucked the whole damn team
(Wait What)
I'm like wait

be in this bitch wit' mine (DJ Drama)
(You niggas can't fuck with us)

They like, "Get in yo' bag," bitch, I been in mines
If Mel order four I

the gang, you ain't pass a bro up
That's why you ain't get a ring I be Mr. Wife No Hoes Up
Unpopular opinion, they like, no sir
But them bitches havin'

Remember to know
To me, to me, to me, to me, to me
What is important to you
Chasing wealth by myself, I'm all alone

Chasing cars and these clothes

Waiting for lights, cameras, zeros, action
Rhymes written on paper with zero passion
All I really need is numbers, couple zeros after them
Like damn, fuck

chickens
"Fuck you hoe" niggas rollin' optimo
Snortin' that white shit up they nose
Mayne this town is like my town
So we stayed and hung around
Juicy J be

a hoe by the month every weekend
I came to win
Undefeated
Post up with that hoe then delete it
That brown in my cup like some Reeses
Lil momma a slut so

F You Too

Fabolous

More Street Dreams, Pt. 2: The Mixtape

2003

and how it look like
I'm throwin' batteries, when the bullets shoot by

So what, you wear a vest, why would I care
If I aim for ya chest, that be a good

Yeah, so
Gotta cool it baby, you just gotta be cool, you know?
We don't live like that, hahahahaha, you know?
I can understand why you don't

doing things that
You never dreamed
Ok I'm on like Tray and Loopay
Young nigga say I'm fresh like toothpaste
Kicking it in the Dale cooling in Parkway
My

Talking shit is my native tongue 
And obnoxiousness is my self defense 
I'm calling out every major slut that burned my ass like a welders mitt 
Telling you

still buck wild with a buckshot
And I know my shit is tight like a slut’s top
You waiting for people to take you to places that you wanna be at like you

you up
Cleaning you up like you deserve it yeah
If I drop my shh then she eating it up
Eating it up like I deserve it yeah
If I drop some drip then they

treat you like a queen and a slut
Took you out, came home, filled your guts
You're my home, all my love is intact
Treat you well and imma break your back

goddamn whiny and bitchy this time, dude
You need to lighten the fuck up
But it's hard, bro you know, when I feel like
You only feel that way because you