"Perfect" lyrics

Man parental advisory is described, or whatever that shit called
If you under 18 you know whay I; m sayin' don't take this shit personally
Its just me you know that I'm sayin, you don't needa be like me
(Martin Luther Key) You know what I'm sayinbe greater than me
Let's get it... Ok... Turn up

How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'
I'm doin' great I'm good I'm perfect hey
I'm doin' great I'm good I'm perfect hey
I'm doin' great I'm good I'm perfect hey
How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'

Fuck everybody word to Beezy Latta
I need cash money and that Weezy guala
They want that hip hop but I can't hip hop
I need more guap I need more guap
Statue on that limitation
I've been waitin' and I've been patient
To tell you bout that kick door
My first kick door
I ain't spare nan nigga or nan hoe
Ok Two-9, congratulations
But Key! hey... I'm outerspacin'
Don't want no record deal
No limitations
I want yo bitch, yo money, yo guap
I need yo fucking K man, Leggo!
I got kids and I got God all on my side
Plus I got a shooter sittin' in my ride
I got white but boy I need yo fuckin' white
I got gas but you know that its fuckin' loud

How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'
I'm doin' great I'm good I'm perfect hey
I'm doin' great I'm good I'm perfect hey
I'm doin' great I'm good I'm perfect hey
How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'

Drink more water shout out to my boy Makonnen
Lil' nigga wear that trojan when you bonin'
Got to work, even when that work borin'
I got work, and that fucking work goin' (aye)
Tell the truth the truth gon come out anyways
Aye lil nigga you gon glo up anyday
Can't be fake, can't playin' they gon come for real
We gon come for real, we got drunk for real
Neptunes, I'm outta here
Ok they clonin' they really want me
I'm outta here
I can't stick around
Can't get this swag for free
I really a need a bitch... some lean... some weed
It's Martin Luther Key!, you know I keep the peace
Keyonce, Keyonce, I let that thing sing
Boy my boy he lied he ain't in that scene scene
He went up the road, he be free sing
Clear the road

How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'
I'm doin' great I'm good I'm perfect hey
I'm doin' great I'm good I'm perfect hey
I'm doin' great I'm good I'm perfect hey
How the hell you doin'
How the hell you doin'