Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Picture Perfect, Hurricane Chris, Bow Weezy
Chris Brown, remix, go
You might’ve seen her on every cover
Of every magazine but can’t nobody get her but me
Uh-oh, there she go, uh-oh, there she go
Uh-oh, there she go, can’t nobody get her but me
Hot damn, let me tell you man (Uh)
She looks so good I’ma say it again (Uh)
So good that I can’t explain
When she do what she do, she’s gon’ do her thing
Over here Ms. Lane (Oh)
Come on, get fly with a Superman (Oh)
You ain’t got to worry, I won’t play no games
Baby, tonight, yeah
So don’t front, you know you wanna stay
It’s all fun, yeah, yeah, so, baby, come and play
It’s picture perfect, the way you work it, girl
What’s your purpose? ‘Cause I deserve it, girl, oh
Before we get into something crazy
All you fellas back up off my lady
Get you one ’cause I got that one (Oh)
Get you one ’cause I got that one (Oh)
Get you one ’cause I got that one (Ain’t nobody)
Get you one ’cause I got that, got that (Ooh)
It’s the way she wears her clothes, her beauty overload
The definition of a star
You might’ve seen her on every cover
Of every magazine but can’t nobody get her but me
Uh-oh, there she go, uh-oh, there she go (Hurricane)
Uh-oh, there she go, can’t nobody get her but me
Say lil’ mama, lemme holla ’cause I’m feelin’ dirty
Gotta get you up in a position, have you feelin’ flirty (Ha)
And you already know my status, I’ll be back to the feelin’
Back of the club, instead of hollerin’, I’ma get it (Okay)
H-U double R-I to the cane (Ayy)
Hop in my whip and let me beat it out the frame (Bang)
Pull it to put your back in, I can beat it up in flames
I can hit your chick from a distance (Ayy)
I hit it and quit it, she probably won’t let you hit it (Ha ha)
I got a lot of money, that don’t mean that I’m a trick (Nuh-uh)
That Lamborghini match the yellow diamonds on my wrist
You ain’t on a level to be talkin’ ’bout my chick (Nope)
She don’t wanna holla, don’t still be your sidekick
I don’t wanna holla so I told her like this (Ha)
Baby, how you doing? I’m Chris and that’s Chris (Ha ha), like that
Get you one ’cause I got that one
Get you one ’cause I got that one
Get you one ’cause I got that one
Get you one ’cause I got that, got that
You might’ve seen her on every cover
Of every magazine but can’t nobody get her but me
Uh-oh, there she go, uh-oh, there she go
Uh-oh, there she go, can’t nobody get her but me (Ayo Bow, where you comin’ from?)
Hot fresh off the UCP tour (Right)
Say you got girls, but I bet I got way more (True)
Who you know who get girls quite like this, man? (Ha)
My girls cover King, Magazine, and Blackman (Damn)
When it comes to the chicks, they just like me (Right)
I ain’t gotta ask, they just do it like Nike (Go)
Huh, see if you want one, bet I got ’em (Yeah)
Bow make ’em yell, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout college (Nah)
I do girls like I do my clothes
I wear ’em one time then I go back for more (Okay)
‘Cause she want me to trick, but I don’t do that though (Uh-uh)
And if your man get lost like the TV show, skidaddle
She came through, I gave Chris her friends (What up, Chris?)
You can dream though, my shawty a ten, ya dig, yeah
Get you one ’cause I got that one (Yeah)
Get you one ’cause I got that one (Yeah)
Get you one ’cause I got that one (Yeah)
Get you one ’cause I got that, got that (Ooh)
It’s the way she wears her clothes, her beauty overload
The definition of a star
Low key, my energy on E
Bright lights and cameras flash like it’s the police
She spilled her drink on my Polo fleece
She’s speedin’, and she all on me
Came to the party with a bunch of OGs
Ladies wearin’ Crown Holders and a bunch of Coogi
Now they lookin’ and the fellas know what I got
Can’t nobody get her but me
Flyest thing in this spot
Prettiest thing that you ever seen
Hold up, wait, stop
Wanna take her picture, you ain’t gon’ get it for free
Do you got what it takes to get down?
Lil’ mama, the way she workin’, she breakin’ it to the ground
She twerkin’ and workin’ her body, hypnotic just to the sound
Can’t nobody get her but me
Can’t nobody get her but me
Hot—
Capturing the Essence of ‘Picture Perfect (Remix)’ by Chris Brown
Picture Perfect (Remix) is a vibrant celebration of confidence, exclusivity, and undeniable attraction. The lyrics paint a picture of a woman who stands out in every crowd, gracing magazine covers and capturing hearts everywhere she goes. Yet, Chris Brown, alongside Hurricane Chris and Bow Wow, confidently asserts that he’s the only one who can truly win her affection. The verses pulse with playful bravado and a sense of competition, as the artists trade lines about their charm, status, and the loyalty of the women in their lives. The song’s energetic flow and catchy hooks invite listeners into a world where fashion, fame, and flirtation collide, making every moment feel like a snapshot of irresistible allure.
Song Credits
- Artists: Chris Brown, Hurricane Chris, Bow Wow
- Release Year: 2007
- Label: Jive Records, Zomba Recording