Nobody’s Perfect
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Intro: J. Cole
Hey, oh yeahUh, Cole worldUh, oh yeahVerse 1: J. Cole
Yeah, this is for all the fans that waited, the bitch niggas that hatedOld hoes we dated, look, Mama, we made itYour son out in Barbados, cheese, eggs, and potatoesSmokin' weed on the beach as my mind workin' like Plato'sAnalyzin' the world, fantasizin' 'bout girlsI'm handin' diamonds and pearls, and vandalizin' her curlsSweatin' her weave out, moans as she breathes outFuck I'm doin' in parties with Hova and Steve Stoute?I've stepped over piranha, death over dishonorThey killin' niggas for J's, that's death over designerHey, Cole heatin' up like that leftover lasagnaRemember when I used to be stressed over D'wana?Now a nigga only text and get stressed over RihannasI'm talkin' tens and better, hood bitches in Timbs and sweatersAnd we always argue 'bout the same thingAnd tell me, why we gotta argue 'bout the same thing, same thingWellChorus: Missy Elliott, J. Cole, Both
Nobody's perfect, uhNobody's perfect, ay ay, uhHey, but you're perfect for meNobody's perfect, uh (Ay, ay, ay)Hey, but you're perfect for meHey, but you're perfect for meWe rollin', we ridin'He like to go inside andI love to go all night andWe rock the boat, PoseidonI love to call your name, name, nameYeah, baby, I love to call your name, name, name, ayVerse 2: J. Cole
Oh yeah, to my college girl: Take the weekend off and come home soonI graduated way too long ago to be sneakin' all in your dorm roomBut that thing tight like Fort KnoxSo I call you when the tour stopsBut baby, where your roommates?Did you make sure the door's locked?She love it when we get togetherSmoke a little weed but her shit togetherNow that I'm on I can pick and chooseOnly fuck with hoes who got shit to loseYeah, I heard the stories 'bout different dudesHer man on campus, but it's fine by meShe say she only fucked like four–five niggasSo you know you gotta multiply by threeChorus: Missy Elliott, J. Cole, Both
Nobody's perfect, uhNobody's perfect, ay ay, uhHey, but you're perfect for meNobody's perfect, uh (Ay, ay, ay)Hey, but you're perfect for meHey, but you're perfect for meWe rollin', we ridin'He like to go inside andI love to go all night andWe rock the boat, PoseidonI love to call your name, name, nameYeah, baby, I love to call your name, name, name, ayWhat the song means
J. Cole celebrates finding the right person despite everyone's imperfections. He reflects on past relationships and insecurities, contrasting them with current success and romantic connections. The chorus emphasizes that while nobody is flawless, the right partner feels perfect. The song explores themes of acceptance, attraction, and genuine connection beyond superficial judgments.
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death over dishonor — choosing death rather than shame
a phrase meaning maintaining integrity and reputation at any cost
