I know you think you got it together player but fuck the bird   You with and listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch   Listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch 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 bitch      A ghoul at night, I role like Jack the Ripper trying to choose my wife   I need a ass 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 nigga with nothing so my experiences taught me   How to come up with a plan to make a right one for 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 fuck the bird   You with and listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch   Listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch 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 bitch      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 menstrual cycle, last menstrual 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 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 with a bitch that nag you to death   I smack mine on the ass and she breathe her first breath      I know you think you got it together player but fuck the bird   You with and listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch   Listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch 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 bitch      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 fuck the bird   You with and listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch   Listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch 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 bitch