Jiggs - Mr. Perfect Lyrics

Uh, uh, yo
After I bomb a test I hop up and button up my bomber Jets
A college kid with knowledge that can get Obama stretched
I'm well connected, when shit get to shakin' I call cuz
He get to erasing, let him etch-a-sketch it nigga
My methods nigga, With a pen, gotta be a sin
Repenting for verses I'm submitting
Like, "Holy Father, just trying to dip my wrist in holy water"
With rocks that's gigantic, look like the shit that stopped titanic
Iceberg like my brother name
Another lame got beside himself so gang left with another chain
This game don't come with no tutorials or how-tos
Shit ain't even childproof, loud tools make bowels move
I seen it in action, these niggas just rapping
Atlanta Bravest name a team that can compete with my faction, captain
Capping's your specialty, big neeft brought that thing with him
To make sure niggas play fair, call it a referee
Gettin to next me like getting next to the Pope
I'm Southside's hope with a flow that hit harder than dope
That's uncut, cut up with that cutter what I told my brother
Cut off your lights, cut to the chase and cut the check sucker
Cross one of mine, they bound to cut your neck sucker
So, I advise that you act wise or clutch a tec sucker
And I done seen too many legends that this game done killed
So I'm pacing like Jermaine O'Neal
Y'all don't hear me though
J-I-G-G-S, roster like GS. Your shorty simple, easy like a G-E-D test
Me stressed? no way Jose, hoes say Olay
Go play with those funny guys, crack your egg and fry it sunny side
You run and hide, me, I'm drunk with pride
Divide the pie with bloody knives, ride or die until the ocean dry
Ain't taking off unless my folks can fly
You know the slogan all for one, can't ball for all, won't ball for none nigga
Can't show me one nigga, that could compete or compare
His diva cheaper, peep her feet and her hair
My girl wig QP of reefer, that's rare
Plus installment, that's a G up
Tryin got keep up will have you blowing re-up boy
I'm in Atlanta with my feet up boy
Wanna do business? Sendin henchmen, ain't no meetups boy
They built the heat up from the feet up boy
So play it cooler than The Fonz
My word law, a get you neutered with a yawn
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