Текст песни Picture Perfect (feat. Bun B) - Chamillionaire feat. Bun B
My
life
is
real
baby,
you
peeping
me
take
a
picture
You
peeping
me
take
a
picture,
you
should
take
a
photograph
You
peeping
me
take
a
picture,
you
should
take
a
photograph
Catch
me
today,
with
a
Cannon
or
a
Kodak
′Cause
by
tomorrow,
yesterday
gon
be
a
throwback
You
see
it's
real,
they
be
like
look
at
that
Picture
perfect
nigga,
you
should
take
a
photograph
Introducing
the
truest
voice
of
the
South,
it′s
who
else
but
me
fool
Don't
let
all
that
foolishness
they
feed
you,
on
T.V.
mislead
you
Don't
let
all
the
magazines,
and
them
papers
out
there
deceive
you
The
cups
that
be
used
to
sip,
but
Caucasian
kinda
like
my
tee
do
You
see
that
hand
be
glistening,
you
see
the
Sedans
we
flipping
The
hundreds
of
grands
we
getting,
these
units
of
scans
we
shipping
You
see
that
Caddy
tipping,
them
thangs
on
that
Caddy
twisting
That
paint
and
that
candy
dripping,
that
drank
and
that
can
is
missing
That
ain′t
a
Cola,
though
dry
and
you
feeling
sober
Boys
trying
to
switch
it
over,
apply
it
up
in
a
soda
Home
of
the
Houston
hustlers,
who
grinding
and
hit
the
quota
Who
fire
and
hit
the
doja,
you
high
when
you
sniff
the
odor
Told
ya
you
gotta
have,
a
foreign
or
buy
your
slab
Afford
it
then
buy
it
that′s,
important
without
it
now
You
ain't
gotta
take
college
class,
to
see
that
we
bout
our
cash
You
not
if
you
gotta
ask,
let′s
take
a
pic
by
the
slab
hol'
up
You
see
my
slab,
you
see
my
candy
slab
Picture
perfect
nigga,
you
should
take
a
photograph
You
see
my
chick,
you
see
my
chick
is
bad
Picture
perfect
nigga,
you
should
take
a
photograph
You
see
it′s
real,
they
be
like
look
at
that
Picture
perfect
nigga,
you
should
take
a
photograph
Photograph,
photograph,
photograph
Picture
perfect
nigga,
you
should
take
a
photograph
When
I'm
tipping,
they′ll
probably
watch
me,
the
cops'll
be
paparazzi
And
try
to
patrol
my
posse,
we
shining
and
glowing
glossy
The
jealous
will
try
to
top
me,
we
keep
it
too
real
to
copy,
what?
I'm
listening
to
ain′t
a
floppy,
that
disc
gon
be
screwed
and
chop-pied
All
the
ballers
will
ride
to
this,
deposit
deposit
slips
Buy
the
car
and
apply
the
fifth,
raise
the
trunk
an
entire
lift
Use
to
go
to
that
Kappa,
but
Kappa
ain′t
been
as
crunk
So
I'm
popping
up
at
Daytona,
on
chrome
and
I′m
popping
trunk
Jamming
that
"Ridin'
Dirty",
while
riding
beside
the
laws
And
they
staring
over
at
me,
trying
to
scare
me
like
I′ma
pause
Tell
'em
naw
they
know
I′ma
crawl,
all
day
in
the
robber
cause
I'm
trying
to
go
wash
the
ride,
till
them
tires
have
whiter
walls
You
peeping
him
take
a
picture,
that
chrome
and
that
paint
official
You
smoking
then
take
a
swisha,
there's
plenty
just
take
′em
wit
ya
You
chilling
you
ain′t
a
sipper,
then
I'ma
be
hanging
wit
ya
Take
a
hold
of
the
grain
and
grip
a,
handful
And
smile
for
the
pictures
nigga
You
see
my
slab,
you
see
my
candy
slab
Picture
perfect
nigga,
you
should
take
a
photograph
You
see
my
chick,
you
see
my
chick
is
bad
Picture
perfect
nigga,
you
should
take
a
photograph
You
see
it′s
real,
they
be
like
look
at
that
Picture
perfect
nigga,
you
should
take
a
photograph
Photograph,
photograph,
photograph
Picture
perfect
nigga,
you
should
take
a
photograph
You
see
the
bling
up
on
my
bracelet,
and
the
shine
on
my
chest
Syrup
in
my
Styrofoam,
it's
sweet
with
doja
no
cess
You
done
put
it
down
with
the
rest,
time
to
roll
with
the
best
′Cause
when
you
ride
with
the
original,
you
ain't
gotta
guess
I′m
the
connection
that
you
need,
when
they
say
it's
a
drought
Cause
it's
not
really
a
drought,
them
other
niggaz
just
out
And
I′m
the
plug
you
gotta
have,
when
they
say
the
river′s
dry
'Cause
it′s
not
really
dry,
they
just
ran
out
of
supply
I'm
too
fly
for
the
clouds,
too
down
for
the
green
grass
Better
wear
tinted
lenses,
if
you
look
at
my
clean
ass
Catch
me
today,
with
a
Cannon
or
a
Kodak
′Cause
by
tomorrow,
yesterday
gon
be
a
throwback
Candy
still
dripping,
four's
is
still
tipping
Wood
grain
grass,
steering
wheel
I′m
still
gripping
Repping
for
P.A.T.,
the
West
and
the
East
And
I'm
repping
for
Pimp
C,
till
he
get
back
on
the
streets
it
never
cease
You
see
my
slab,
you
see
my
candy
slab
Picture
perfect
nigga,
you
should
take
a
photograph
You
see
my
chick,
you
see
my
chick
is
bad
Picture
perfect
nigga,
you
should
take
a
photograph
You
see
it's
real,
they
be
like
look
at
that
Picture
perfect
nigga,
you
should
take
a
photograph
Photograph,
photograph,
photograph
Picture
perfect
nigga,
you
should
take
a
photograph
My
life
is
real
baby,
ain′t
just
a
song
Gripping
that
wood
wheel
baby,
and
riding
chrome,
I′m
riding
chrome
This
is
for
the
real
playas,
that
get
that
do'
Tell
me
how
it
feel
baby,
to
see
I′m
I'm
riding
candy
and
chrome
Catch
me
today,
with
a
cannon
or
a
Kodak
′Cause
by
tomorrow,
yesterday
gon
be
a
throwback
'Cause
by
tomorrow,
yesterday
gon
be
a
throwback
Know
I′m
saying?
Gripping
wood
Riding
through
the
hood,
and
feeling
good
Just
like
we
say
down
in
Texas,
it's
already
You
staring
at
me
so
hard
You
need
to
go
on,
do
yourself
a
favor
playa
And
take
a
motherfucking
picture
1 In The Trunk
2 No Snitchin'
3 Southern Takeover
4 Radio Interruption
5 Grown And Sexy
6 Think I'm Crazy
7 Rain
8 Think I'm Crazy
9 Picture Perfect
10 Fly As the Sky
11 Peepin' Me
12 Outro
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