Tyler Perry lyrics

[Intro]
Forever flawless
Forever perfect
Forever franchise, franchise forever (Scary)

[Chorus]
"Baby, let’s get married," I love lean so much it’s scary
I put my n*ggas on them plays, I feel like I’m Tyler Perry
Don’t call on my phone on when I talk, I think they listening through Siri
This sh*t ain’t nun’, check my closet ‘bout a hunnid pairs Amiri’s
In my backyard it be boats, eighteen hunnid for my coats
Doing fifty in my red, I’m so high, think I’m float
I know them n*ggas broke and poor, I look at ‘em like some drugs
I do codeine, not no coke
Wide body, it’s a boat

[Verse 1]
My n*gga Omar wouldn't even f*ck with y’all, don’t put that sh*t on O
I know I’m a mob boss, I’m thе teacher, I’m the popе
I know n*ggas really pimpin’, you probably got like one ho'
I got like twenty K inside, you can’t afford my wardrobe
I’m like why’d you give yo' love away? That sh*t be sentimental
I wish a ho would try to play wit' me, I hit her friend and sister
I got two white girls havin’ fun wit’ me I’m Malcom In The Middle
She gon’ call me Baby Bottle, ain’t no liquor that I’m sippin’
She can’t wait ‘til we get home, she gon' undo my ‘lil zipper
She can’t wait ‘til we get home, in her stomach hittin’ liver
I got rich snipers wit’ me, get to blowin’ bet we hit you
I got marble everything, and heated floors in my kitchen
[Chorus]
I'm like, "Baby, let’s get married," I love lean so much it’s scary
I put n*ggas on them plays, I feel like I’m Tyler Perry
I cut my phone off when I talk, I think they listening through Siri
This sh*t ain’t nun’, check my closet ‘bout a hunnid pair of Amiri’s
In my backyard it be boats, eighteen hunnid for my coats
Doing fifty in my red, I’m so high, think I’m float
I know them n*ggas broke and poor, I look at ‘em like some jokes
I do codeine, not no coke
Wide body, it’s a boat

[Verse 2]
Been that sh*t, don’t go make Tris
She got no bra, I see her nipple
We take the Trackhawk out to run
I want ‘em dead, that mean to spill
How many pints? It cost a Bentley
I’m gon’ squeeze it ‘til it’s empty
It’s like one-fifty in my bag, but in my pocket it’s a ten piece
I dare them b*tches hit they lights, they gon’ have to come and get me
I’d prolly take my b*tch to Hutch, she’a never get no Tiffany’s
I’ma drink until I’m old, it’s gon’ be lean all in my kidney
I heard that n*gga bold, but n*ggas still f*ck wit’ ‘em, that sh*t be iffy

[Chorus]
Baby, let’s get married, I love lean so much it’s scary
I put n*ggas on them plays, I feel like I’m Tyler Perry
I cut my phone off when I talk, I think they listening through Siri
This sh*t ain’t nun’, check my closet ‘bout a hunnid pair of Amiri’s
In my backyard it be boats, eighteen hunnid for my coats
Doing fifty in my red, I’m so high, think I’m float
I know them n*ggas broke and poor, I look at ‘em like some jokes
I do codeine, not no coke
Wide body, it’s a boat
[Outro]
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