[Earl St. Clair + Bibi Bourelly] Eight inch heels, mid knee-skirt And don´t you act like your feet don´t hurt, hahaha Hair ain´t real, and brows on fleek, yeah
You been talkin´ ´bout yourself girl, all damn week
[Ensemble] You a little too perfect baby You a little too perfect for me Yeah, yeah, yeah Me, me, me, me, me, me
[Bibi Bourelly + Earl St. Clair] Rolex watch, got straight A´s I don´t think I see a single mark on your face My iPhone´s cracked and my credit´s jacked And my nails are short, oh yeah And my lungs are black
[Earl St. Clair + Bibi Bourelly] You a little too perfect baby
You a little too perfect for me Oh, oh, oh, oh You, you, you You a little too perfect baby You a little too perfect for me A little too perfect A little too perfect for me Me, me, me, me, me, me
[Earl St. Clair] A little too perfect Just a little too perfect And I don´t know if it´s what I want Or what I need