Cella Dwellas - Perfect Match (clean) lyrics

[scratched] "Hey" [Chorus: Baybe] Perfect combination Ain't no other relationship Like this I know we're gonna last forever [Phantasm] At the edge of my bed I sit back and reminisce Long talks and walks and also your soft kiss We went shopping at Macy's, skating at Lacey's Cut off all my dime pieces, even thick Stacey Thinkin in this rental blastin instrumentals How we first met was all on my mental It was at Great Adventure, the 'Batman Ride' Thought I was deaded cause first this fat man tried The sun, beamin, federation schemin But you was clockin DiBiase, musta been day-dreamin Waitin on line, wishin she was all mine Shootin the gift, exchanged digits, the whole nine Spent about 850 in Atlantic City After you, boo, my attitude is real sh.. [ U.G. ] Scenery sunny, act one, near a money machine Jumped out the cream Lex with Jacks, she rocked a black tennis skirt With Stan Smith's, about a size 6 Jewels, chinky eyes, long hair, bow legged, her thighs Was thick like she ran track, for what it's worth Shortie was made from the best things on this Earth Like a Snapple I wanted to drink her to quench my thirst Jumped in the coupe and threw my joint in reverse Hey boo, I was watchin you (I was watchin you) Here's my number (true) call me at the crib at 2 [Chorus] [Phantasm] Hey yo, tell me what went wrong to make me write this song Used to have it going on, our feelings was so strong Your age 26, my number one draft pick From all the rest, got first dibs plus your own crib You just flew back in town (from where, son?) from Dallas And said she wants the Tall Man to come to her palace I'm over there tonight to watch the Bulls catch licks From the Knicks and at halftime I watch Rod Strick's Get bizzynizm, I feel lucky to shoot the gizm In her triangular prism, and that's the realism (Where does she live, kid?) Out in Bed-Stuy (Do-or-Die?) come on now, baby, cause I'm packin [ U.G. ] I got the phone call at 2 (it's me, boo) - oh She said (you know, why don't you come to the crib-o? We could wine and dine and relax on the low And drink Mo, by the way, I just saw your video) Yeah, true, I'm comin through, give me a hour Jumped out the shower and buried my body in baby powder Dipped wears plus my hair smells like Nexus (Oo-oo-oo) Yo, I jump into the Lexus On the highway, it's a Friday, can't wait to see her I picked up two slices from the local pizzeria [Chorus] [Phantasm] Got to the crib about 8, she told me wait in the living room Be back real soon, on HBO tonight is _Platoon_ Laid back in this recliner, s** on my minder Playin Pitty Pat watchin _Fritz the Cat_ [U.G.] Whip in the drive-way and do wanna club, playin Nas 'One Love' Drinkin O.E., she told me her address was double 0-3 I slowly walked up the steps and rung her back bell Talkin on my cell [Phantasm] I skated to the back, I see Black Knights and smell Fahrenheit That's when shortie took flight [U.G.] What's the deal, fam? What's the real plan, shortie flashed Knockin over trash like she was runnin a 40 yard dash Let's hit the club and start from scratch Cause all I wanted us to be was the perfect match [Chorus]