Lloyd Banks - Perfect Match lyrics

[Bridge:] Who took to head that all hotties are hot? I know, I know. I love this song... [Lloyd Banks - Verse 1:] Baby, the way my lust be goin' You probably the right size, Big thighs, sick enough you make my blood pressure rise With a body like that, You got the love exercise When he couldn't over look you with a bomb in his eye It might come surprise but don't confuse me with guys I'm not here to provide, a few soon to be byes I got a couple of ungrateful soon to be wives I tell them a lot of things but they are usually lies That is when i gotta talk to her all smooth When she usually cries, Cause she crazy I gotta keep her free from tools and the knives I know it's open home but their nose open wide Mad cause of theyself of those I describe Complaining to their girlfriend, throwing the TV guide But I'm not obligated, dedicate to surprise I smoke more than average so you might see me high I ain't never had sh**, I got the right to be fly [Hook:] Let's go ridin' with the top down Ladies feeling special Maybe because i am hot now (he hot now) I can tell, when you actin' when you come through A lil' when you're dancing makes everybody want you Girl, you should be a model on a runway My mama always warned me I'd run into you one day (One day) Before you leave home Almost forgot to mention You got my attention We maybe we're a perfect match (I'm the first person to ya'll) [Fabulous - Verse 2:] So I can't stress any interest and anything less than a princess Most cats, I guess they be impressed to chase any bird That come out the mess in a thin dress I saw that when you tall, Ain't no effort in blonde pretty heifers And I got playmates now, p**n in the Hefner pen f** all night, and in the morning bring the breakfast in Next time they see me, goin' grab a clef and then Can't forget the foreigners of the heifalins That clean mouths, like floors of the Jefferson's My girls are disciplined and trained to say thank you I'm not the type to put a ball and chain on their ankle After me, she know she got a brain that lay banks to Cause they are no fun if homey can't have none I'm f**ing your girl so I don't need to have one But if you wanna have one We can be your perfect match [Chorus:] Let's go ridin' with the top down Ladies feeling special Maybe because I am hot now (He hot now) I can tell, when you actin' when you come through A lil when you're dancing makes everybody want you Girl you should be a model on a runway My mama always warned me I'd run into you one day (One day) Before you leave home I almost forgot to mention You got my attention We maybe we're a perfect match [Lloyd Banks - Verse 3:] You can get a writers apple out the batch Look good in your grill, throwback and fitted hat My OG got kid, not a fact a few of em I drop in, play a lil' play station 2 with them Then I'm back to my mission cause I ain't movin' in They seen a couple n***as before me It ain't nothing new to them I even got a hustler, she does the weed thing With the hip pants low enough to see the G string To sum it up she a professional in the ring Head thing, sick enough to make a grown man sing Only problem that she gangsta and she like to swing I gotta sit her down quickly, throw in a lil 50 My n***a, down them hoes dollar chain Them gold teeth, dont catch attention with that a** whip I been around the world on my search But now I'm ready to start from scratch Cause we could get the perfect match [Chorus:] Let's go ridin' with the top down Ladies feeling special Maybe because i am hot now (He hot now) I can tell, when you actin' when you come through A lil when you're dancing makes everybody want you Girl you should be a model on a runway My mama always warned me I'd run into you one day (One day) Before you leave home I almost forgot to mention You got my attention We maybe we're a perfect match Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Yeah! (Yeah!), Yeah! (Yeah!) This song... This song... Who Kidd. What! What! What!