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Flaw of Perfection Xavier Wulf
"Flaw of Perfection" by Xavier Wulf, released in 2019, blends elements of hip-hop and trap (#HipHop). The lyrics explore themes of self-acceptance, the struggle with imperfections, and the pursuit of authenticity. The song features unique atmospheric beats and introspective flows, resonating with listeners seeking personal empowerment and resilience.
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Well, one night I just grindin'
I caught thicc pretty bitch out slidin'
I'm a G so I don't say "Hi" to shit
But instead she dealin' with surprise a bit
But fuck this shit, I got a new wrist split
Slid to the crib just to smoke and chill
I mean that's how I live, don't really fuck with pills
But I still will get fucked up at will
She close to the telly, hit her on the celly
Like "what's up with this dick up in yo belly?"
She told me she ready, I be there in 30
She so in a hurry, that pussy in fiery
She be wildin', sexting me while drivin'
I'm trippin' just thinking about it
Like P she was so bout' about it
She claim she a freak
Like a leak, like a leak
And she don't give a fuck bout' the goddamn sheets
Make sure when you skeet
Aim for her damn cheeks
Unique with the freak
And yo bitch wanna peak
I'm a creep when I crawl
Up in that bitch draws
I left her in awe
She suck on my balls
So well that I will be ignoring my calls
I'm leaving but she won't let me get me draws
Well if I just tell you I'll see you tomorrow
This bitch a lil' crazy I have to stay armed
She blew up my phone and my nigga I'm finna go off
She sendin' me a text
I saw it I got off
And read like this here and a voicemail and all
I caught thicc pretty bitch out slidin'
I'm a G so I don't say "Hi" to shit
But instead she dealin' with surprise a bit
But fuck this shit, I got a new wrist split
Slid to the crib just to smoke and chill
I mean that's how I live, don't really fuck with pills
But I still will get fucked up at will
She close to the telly, hit her on the celly
Like "what's up with this dick up in yo belly?"
She told me she ready, I be there in 30
She so in a hurry, that pussy in fiery
She be wildin', sexting me while drivin'
I'm trippin' just thinking about it
Like P she was so bout' about it
She claim she a freak
Like a leak, like a leak
And she don't give a fuck bout' the goddamn sheets
Make sure when you skeet
Aim for her damn cheeks
Unique with the freak
And yo bitch wanna peak
I'm a creep when I crawl
Up in that bitch draws
I left her in awe
She suck on my balls
So well that I will be ignoring my calls
I'm leaving but she won't let me get me draws
Well if I just tell you I'll see you tomorrow
This bitch a lil' crazy I have to stay armed
She blew up my phone and my nigga I'm finna go off
She sendin' me a text
I saw it I got off
And read like this here and a voicemail and all
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