Picture Perfect - Album Version (Edited)

{Hip Hop,My life...}
My life is real baby, you peeping me take a picture
You peeping me take a picture, (you should take a photograph)
My life is real baby , you peeping me take a picture
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 its real, they be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph)

Introducing the truest voice of the South, its who else but me fool
Dont let all that foolishness they feed you, on T.V. mislead you
Dont 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 aint 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 thats , important without it now
You aint gotta take college class, to see that we bout our cash
You not if you gotta ask, lets 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 its real, they be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
Photograph, ph-ph-ph-photograph-photograph
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph

When Im tipping theyll probably watch me, the copsll 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 Im listening to aint 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 aint been as crunk
So Im popping up at Daytona, on chrome and Im popping trunk
Jamming that 'Ridin Dirty', while riding beside the laws
And they staring over at me, trying to scare me like Ima pause
Tell em naw they know Ima crawl, all day in the robber cause
Im 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, theres plenty just take em wit ya
You chilling you aint a sipper, then Ima 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 its real, they be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
Photograph, ph-ph-ph-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, its 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 aint gotta guess
Im the connection that you need, when they say its a drought
Cause its not really a drought, them other niggaz just out
And Im the plug you gotta have, when they say the rivers dry
Cause its not really dry, they just ran out of supply
Im 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, 4s is still tipping
Wood grain grass, steering wheel Im still gripping
Repping for P.A.T. , the West and the East
And Im 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 its real, they be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
Photograph, ph-ph-ph-photograph-photograph
Picture perfect nigga, you should take a photograph

My life is real baby, aint just a song (aint just a song)
Gripping that wood wheel baby, and riding chrome (Im riding chrome)
This is for the real playas, that get that do (that get that do)
Tell me how it feel baby, to see Im-Im riding candy and chrome

Catch me today, with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback
Catch me today, with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback

Know Im saying, gripping wood
Riding through the hood, and feeling good
Just like we say down in Texas, its already
You staring at me so hard
You need to go on, do yourself a favor playa
And take a motherfucking picture