Chamillionaire and Bun B - Picture Perfect [Album]

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 gone 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 TV 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 hold up

You see my slab (You see my slab)
You see my candy slab (Slab)
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
You see my chick (You see my chick)
You see my chick is bad (Bad)
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
You see it's real (You see it's 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 I'm tipping they'll probably watch me
The cops will 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 gone be screwed and chopped
All the ballers will ride to this
Deposit deposit slips
Buy the car and apply the fear
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 riding dirty
While riding beside the laws
And they staring over at me
Trying to scare me like I'm ma pause
Tell him now they know I'm 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 with ya
You chilling you ain't a sipper
Then I'm ma be hanging with ya
Take a hold of the grain and grip
Handful and smile for the pictures nigga

You see my slab (You see my slab)
You see my candy slab (Slab)
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
You see my chick (You see my chick)
You see my chick is bad (Bad)
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
You see it's real (You see it's 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 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 (Drought)
Cause it's not really a drought
Them other nigga just out (Out)
And I'm the plug you gotta have
When they say the river's dry (Why)
Cause it's not really dry
They just ran out of supply
I'm too fly for the clouds (Clouds)
Too down for the green grass
Better wear tinted lenses
If you look at my clean ass (Clean ass)
Catch me today with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow yesterday gon be a throwback
Candy still dripping 4'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 slab)
You see my candy slab (Slab)
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
You see my chick (You see my chick)
You see my chick is bad (Bad)
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
You see it's real (You see it's 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
And just a song (And just a song)
Gripping that wood wheel baby
And riding chrome (I'm riding chrome)
This is for the real player
That get that doing (That get that doing)
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
Catch me today with a cannon or a Kodak
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 player
And take a motherfucking picture

Written by:
ERNEST C. JR. FRANKLIN, HAKEEM T. SERIKI, BERNARD JAMES FREEMAN, ERNEST ISLEY, MARVIN ISLEY, O'KELLY JR. ISLEY, RONALD ISLEY, RUDOLPH BERNARD ISLEY, CHRIS JASPER

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