Picture Perfect (feat. Phonte)

Girl, you are picture-perfect Perfect picture in my eyes Girl, you are picture-perfect Perfect picture, yes, you are I couldn't draw you better, baby You are so defined, I guess God took His time, when He came up with your design (yeah) I couldn't draw you better, baby Words just can't describe how you Look under these stars tonight Blessin' to my eyes Girl, you are picture-perfect Perfect picture in my eyes Girl, you are picture-perfect Perfect picture, yes, you are (yeah) I couldn't draw you better, baby Just holding your hand gives me Satisfaction similar to when two lovers dance (ooh) Couldn't draw you better, baby Neck was made for me to kiss on All my songs have seemed to run on If I write about you Girl, you are picture-perfect (yeah) Perfect picture (yeah), yes, you are Girl, you are (yeah) picture-perfect (yeah) Perfect picture (yeah), yes, you are (oh) I couldn't draw you better, baby Look into your eyes, I see Beauty is not all skin deep I'm in love with your mind (oh yeah) Couldn't draw you better, baby Only dreams can duplicate you I thank God each day he made you And met you, you chose me Picture-perfect (oh), perfect picture in my eyes Girl, you are picture-perfect, perfect picture, yes, you are It's Phontigga Listen, if you must know, girl, you're my experiment Your body is a canvass and I'ma hit her with long Brush strokes, got her callin' my name I ain't formally trained, I'm just drawing from experience Worth more than millions, holler if you're feeling it Real love, it takes care of all of your needs So beautiful, you fall to your knees In an instant like it was a Rembrandt or a Matisse 'Cause it's nothing like the new freedom of two beings Being in love you see 'em Holding hands brought daylight, 2 p.m. A perfect portrait that's worthy of a museum I can't call it, conclusion I can't draw it Can't understand why so many still heartless Tryin' to find imperfections in the Mona Lisa Even if you find one, baby, it's still flawless Check me out I couldn't draw you better, baby (yeah) I couldn't draw you better, baby (yeah) I couldn't draw you better, baby I couldn't draw you better, baby Hey It's crazy, you know you You made me like a different kind of dude, you know You made me like jealous over things 'Cause I ain't really a jealous guy, but you know Jealous of your jeans, girl 'Cause it can rub your long legs of your hat, girl 'Cause it can kiss your forehead Jealous of your belt, girl 'Cause it can hug your waist line Hug your waist line Hug your waist line Jealous of your dress, girl 'Cause it can rub your hips, yeah Of your lipstick 'Cause it can kiss your lips, yeah Jealous of your shoes, girl 'Cause they can kiss your toes, yeah Grab your toes, yeah Kiss your toes, yeah Jealous of your earrings I wanna kiss your ears, yeah