Picture Perfect
Bun B Lyrics


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My life is real baby
You peeping me take a picture
You peeping me take a picture (You should take a photograph)

My life is real baby
You peeping me take a picture
You peeping me take a picture (You should take a photograph)
Catch me today with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow yesterday gone be a throwback
You see it's real
They be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph

Introducing the truest voice of the South
It's who else but me fool
Don't let all that foolishness they feed you
On TV mislead you
Don't let all the magazines
And them papers out there deceive you
The cups that be used to sip
But Caucasian kinda like my tee do
You see that hand be glistening
You see the sedans we flipping
The hundreds of grands we getting
These units of scans we shipping
You see that Caddy tipping
Them thangs on that Caddy twisting
That paint and that candy dripping
That drank and that can is missing
That ain't a Cola though dry and you feeling sober
Boys trying to switch it over
Apply it up in a soda
Home of the Houston hustlers
Who grinding and hit the quota
Who fire and hit the doja
You high when you sniff the odor
Told ya you gotta have
A foreign or buy your slab
Afford it then buy it that's
Important without it now
You ain't gotta take college class
To see that we bout our cash
You not if you gotta ask
Let's take a pic by the slab hold up

You see my slab (You see my slab)
You see my candy slab (Slab)
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
You see my chick (You see my chick)
You see my chick is bad (Bad)
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
You see it's real (You see it's real)
They be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
Photograph ph-ph-ph-photograph photograph
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph

When I'm tipping they'll probably watch me
The cops will be paparazzi
And try to patrol my posse
We shining and glowing glossy
The jealous will try to top me
We keep it too real to copy
What I'm listening to ain't a floppy
That disc gone be screwed and chopped
All the ballers will ride to this
Deposit deposit slips
Buy the car and apply the fear
Raise the trunk an entire lift
Use to go to that Kappa
But Kappa ain't been as crunk
So I'm popping up at Daytona
On chrome and I'm popping trunk
Jamming that riding dirty
While riding beside the laws
And they staring over at me
Trying to scare me like I'm ma pause
Tell him now they know I'm ma crawl
All day in the robber cause
I'm trying to go wash the ride
Till them tires have whiter walls
You peeping him take a picture
That chrome and that paint official
You smoking then take a swisha
There's plenty just take em with ya
You chilling you ain't a sipper
Then I'm ma be hanging with ya
Take a hold of the grain and grip
Handful and smile for the pictures nigga

You see my slab (You see my slab)
You see my candy slab (Slab)
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
You see my chick (You see my chick)
You see my chick is bad (Bad)
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
You see it's real (You see it's real)
They be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
Photograph ph-ph-ph-photograph photograph
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph

You see the bling up on my bracelet
And the shine on my chest
Syrup in my styrofoam it's sweet with doja no cess
You done put it down with the rest
Time to roll with the best
Cause when you ride with the original
You ain't gotta guess
I'm the connection that you need
When they say it's a drought (Drought)
Cause it's not really a drought
Them other nigga just out (Out)
And I'm the plug you gotta have
When they say the river's dry (Why)
Cause it's not really dry
They just ran out of supply
I'm too fly for the clouds (Clouds)
Too down for the green grass
Better wear tinted lenses
If you look at my clean ass (Clean ass)
Catch me today with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow yesterday gon be a throwback
Candy still dripping 4's is still tipping
Wood grain grass steering wheel I'm still gripping
Repping for P A T the West and the East
And I'm repping for Pimp C
Till he get back on the streets it never cease

You see my slab (You see my slab)
You see my candy slab (Slab)
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
You see my chick (You see my chick)
You see my chick is bad (Bad)
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
You see it's real (You see it's real)
They be like look at that
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph
Photograph ph-ph-ph-photograph photograph
Picture perfect nigga
You should take a photograph

My life is real baby
And just a song (And just a song)
Gripping that wood wheel baby
And riding chrome (I'm riding chrome)
This is for the real player
That get that doing (That get that doing)
Tell me how it feel baby
To see I'm I'm riding candy and chrome

Catch me today with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow yesterday gon be a throwback
Catch me today with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow yesterday gon be a throwback

Know I'm saying gripping wood
Riding through the hood and feeling good
Just like we say down in Texas it's already
You staring at me so hard




You need to go on do yourself a favor player
And take a motherfucking picture

Overall Meaning

In Bun B's song Picture Perfect, he raps about his life and real experiences in Houston, Texas. The theme of the song revolves around the idea that his life is worth documenting through photographs. Throughout the song, Bun B encourages listeners to not just stare at him but to take pictures to capture the moment. He also asserts himself as the true voice of the South, cautioning listeners not to be misled by the media and to not let appearances deceive them. He speaks about living a lavish lifestyle with shiny cars, a beautiful woman by his side, and expensive jewelry. Overall, Picture Perfect suggests that Bun B is a confident and successful rapper and encourages others to document their own lives.


The song was released on Bun B's debut solo album Trill in 2005. It is a collaboration with rapper Jazze Pha and also features Nate Dogg on the chorus. The music video for the song was directed by Bryan Barber and features shots of Bun B driving around Houston in a convertible while people take pictures of him.


Line by Line Meaning

My life is real baby
I live a real life.


You peeping me take a picture
Take a photograph of me while you are looking at me intently


You peeping me take a picture (You should take a photograph)
You should take a photograph of me while I'm being watched


Catch me today with a cannon or a Kodak
Take my photo today using a camera or a Kodak camera.


Cause by tomorrow yesterday gone be a throwback
By tomorrow, yesterday will become a thing of the past


You see it's real
What you see is real


They be like look at that Picture perfect nigga
People say, "Look at that perfect-looking person"


You should take a photograph
Take a photograph of the perfect-looking person


Introducing the truest voice of the South
Announcing that the song is being presented by the most authentic voice of southern hip-hop


It's who else but me fool
I am the one and only authentic southern hip-hop voice


Don't let all that foolishness they feed you On TV mislead you
Do not let the nonsense they show you on TV deceive you


Don't let all the magazines And them papers out there deceive you
Do not be deceived by what the magazines and newspapers may tell you


The cups that be used to sip But Caucasian kinda like my tee do
The type of cups used to drink are similar to the type seen with the Caucasian community, just like my tea.


You see that hand be glistening
My hand is shining


You see the sedans we flipping
We are selling sedans at a high rate


The hundreds of grands we getting
We are earning hundreds of thousands of dollars


These units of scans we shipping
We are shipping units of a product


You see that Caddy tipping
You see the Cadillac tilting


Them thangs on that Caddy twisting
The wheels of the Cadillac are swiveling


That paint and that candy dripping
The paint and the candy colors are smudged and melting


That drank and that can is missing
The cup and the drink are gone


That ain't a Cola though dry and you feeling sober
The drink is not a cola and it leaves you sober


Boys trying to switch it over Apply it up in a soda
People are trying to switch to a new type of drink, which is put into a soda


Home of the Houston hustlers Who grinding and hit the quota
Houston is the home of people who work hard and exceed their goals


Who fire and hit the doja You high when you sniff the odor
People smoke marijuana to get high, and its smell gets them in the mood


Told ya you gotta have A foreign or buy your slab
You need to have a foreign car or buy a Cadillac


Afford it then buy it that's Important without it now
If you can afford it, then you should buy it, because it is an important thing to have right now


You ain't gotta take college class To see that we bout our cash
You do not need to take college courses to understand that we are focused on earning money


You not if you gotta ask
You do not understand if you have to ask


Let's take a pic by the slab hold up You see my slab (You see my slab) You see my candy slab (Slab) You see my chick (You see my chick) You see my chick is bad (Bad) You see it's real (You see it's real)
Let's take a photo of the Cadillac. You see that it is my Cadillac painted an attractive color. You see that I am with my girlfriend and that she is beautiful. You see that everything I speak of is actually real.


Photograph ph-ph-ph-photograph photograph
Take a photograph


When I'm tipping they'll probably watch me The cops will be paparazzi
When I'm moving around, the cops will probably be observing me like paparazzi


And try to patrol my posse We shining and glowing glossy
And try to oversee my group, as we are shining and looking glossy


The jealous will try to top me We keep it too real to copy
Jealous people will try to be better than me, but we keep it too real to imitate


What I'm listening to ain't a floppy That disc gone be screwed and chopped
I listen to authentic southern hip-hop, and the CD sounds like it has been disrupted and remixed.


All the ballers will ride to this Deposit deposit slips
All the ballers will listen to this and deposit their money afterwards.


Buy the car and apply the fear Raise the trunk an entire lift
Buy the car and use a lift to raise the trunk of the car


Use to go to that Kappa But Kappa ain't been as crunk So I'm popping up at Daytona
I used to go to Kappa, but it's not as exciting anymore, so I will go to Daytona instead


On chrome and I'm popping trunk Jamming that riding dirty While riding beside the laws
Riding in the car, I open the trunk, while riding dirty and beside the police.


And they staring over at me Trying to scare me like I'm ma pause Tell him now they know I'm ma crawl All day in the robber cause
They are looking at me intently and trying to intimidate me by stopping me. Let him know that now that they've paused me, they know I am capable of sneaking around in the dark, committing crimes.


I'm trying to go wash the ride Till them tires have whiter walls
I'm trying to wash the car until the tire walls become whiter.


That chrome and that paint official You smoking then take a swisha
The decoration and the paint of the car look official, and if you're smoking, take a cigar.


There's plenty just take em with ya You chilling you ain't a sipper
There are plenty of cigars, so take one with you. If you're chilling and not drinking.


Then I'm ma be hanging with ya Take a hold of the grain and grip
Then I'm going to be hanging out with you. Grip the 'grain', meaning you should take hold of the steering wheel in the car.


Handful and smile for the pictures nigga
Hold onto the wheel tightly and smile for the photographer.


You see the bling up on my bracelet And the shine on my chest
You see the jewelry on my wrist and chest, shining brightly


Syrup in my styrofoam it's sweet with doja no cess You done put it down with the rest Time to roll with the best
My drink is made with syrup and is sweetened with marijuana, not tobacco. You have tried other things, now it's time to try the best - what I have.


Cause when you ride with the original You ain't gotta guess
If you ride with the original, you don't need to guess or worry.


I'm the connection that you need When they say it's a drought (Drought) Cause it's not really a drought Them other nigga just out (Out)
I'm the person you should turn to when the rumor is that a drought is coming. There is really no drought though, it's just that the competitors are not around anymore.


And I'm the plug you gotta have When they say the river's dry (Why) Cause it's not really dry They just ran out of supply
I'm the one you need to have when they say that the supply is gone, because it is not really gone; they just ran out of it.


I'm too fly for the clouds (Clouds) Too down for the green grass
I'm too stylish and cool for the clouds and down to earth for the grass.


Better wear tinted lenses If you look at my clean ass (Clean ass)
You should wear shaded glasses if you want to stare at my clean car.


Candy still dripping 4's is still tipping Wood grain grass steering wheel I'm still gripping
The candy colors of the car are still dripping and I'm still holding onto the wheel with wooden steering, while the rims are still spinning


Repping for P A T the West and the East And I'm repping for Pimp C Till he get back on the streets it never cease
Representing for myself, the west, and the east (of America), and I am also representing for Pimp C until he returns to the streets and the representing never stops.


And just a song (And just a song) Gripping that wood wheel baby And riding chrome (I'm riding chrome)
This is just a song. Holding onto the wooden wheel while rolling in the chrome car


This is for the real player That get that doing (That get that doing) Tell me how it feel baby To see I'm I'm riding candy and chrome
This song is for the real players who are getting things done. Tell me how it feels to see me riding down the road in my candy-colored and chrome car.


Know I'm saying gripping wood Riding through the hood and feeling good
You know what I'm saying-- I'm holding onto the wooden steering wheel and cruising through the neighborhood, feeling happy.


Just like we say down in Texas it's already
Just like we say in Texas, everything is all good.


You staring at me so hard You need to go on do yourself a favor player And take a motherfucking picture
You're looking at me so hard, why don't you just take a picture and make it last.




Lyrics Ā© Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ERNEST C. JR. FRANKLIN, HAKEEM T. SERIKI, BERNARD JAMES FREEMAN, ERNEST ISLEY, MARVIN ISLEY, O'KELLY JR. ISLEY, RONALD ISLEY, RUDOLPH BERNARD ISLEY, CHRIS JASPER

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one of the most underrated rappers of all time. I need some new Chamillionaire in my life!

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Song is pure gold

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