Perfect Match Lloyd Banks (Ft. Fabolous & Travis Barker)

[Intro:]
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 been goin'
You're probably just 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 overlook you with a bomb in his eyes
It might come as surprise, but don't confuse me with guys
I'm not here to provide all of the shoes that he buys
I got a couple of ungrateful soon-to-be wives
I tell them a lot of things but it's usually lies
That is when I gotta talk to her all smooth when she cries
Cause she crazy, I gotta keep her from the tools and the knives
I know it's someone home with their nose open wide
Mad, comparing themselves to those I describe
Complaining to their girlfriends, throwing the TV guide
But I'm not obligated to cater to your pride
I smoke more than average so you might see me high
I ain't never had shit, I got the right to be fly

[Hook:]
Let's go ridin' with the top down
Ladies treat me special
Maybe because I'm hot now (he hot now)
I can tell by the reaction when you come through
No wonder where 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
Maybe we're a perfect match (I'm the first person to ya'll)