[Intro: Milano]
Yeah, Milano, Cuban Links, O.C
You know how we do things
We always get our way
Yeah, never pay when we play, nahmean?
Uh!
[Verse 1: Milano]
Yo, I only think of broads on two occasions
When I'm blazin' and tryna persuade 'em to slide off with slick dialogue
I even pop off a bottle of Rémy, Milano got plenty
Pocketin' Benji's, swallowin' Demi, mami's hot already
Papi been heavy before I got signed, before I wore signs
Why them broke niggas swear they only pulled dimes?
I hold mines and lay the law ?forcing immigrant walls?
Makin' mid-high calls like "Damn, pah, it's yours!"
Y'all ain't playas, y'all just keep the bench warm
While I run through 'em like Stephon
Get your game tight, I'm the exception
A freak when I get my sex on
Lick cheeks when the thongs come off
Whip cream with cherry Häagen-Dazs
For starters, take shots with Polaroids
Runnin' trizzy, call all my boys
Watchin' Six get busy with a roll of toys
Still keep it low poised tearin' the club up
My niggas wild and drunk
Ain't no stoppin' us from gettin' lots of love, puffin' choc-a-late
On ass, we gotta rub
Shit, we locks it up, it ain't hard to spot us
Pullin' the Expo slow, tellin' them hoes to pile up
No wonder on the low, niggas despise us 'cause we live-r
[Chorus x2: O.C. & (Milano)]
When we up in the clubs, we lookin' major (Hey, luv!)
We pop bubbs 'cause we paid up (Paid up!)
Then it's off to my crib for a night cap (Straight up!)
Forget the small talk, ma, we just wanna lay up
[Verse 2: Cuban Link]
Yeah, stick the pretty thug
Diddy boppin', stoppin' by the titty clubs
Pimpin' ain't easy, like the shit I did with Willie Stubbs
Really love, money, power and respect
Honeys that fuck for hours in bed
Sex in the shower's the best
Check out the body banger
The hottest Pocahontas, she's probably danger
I'm not a stranger to the game, so I'm throwin' change ups
Like willy fingers tryin' to figure her out
I dig her style, I'ma find out what this chick is about
Sick of them foul chickens, I need a money-makin' honey
A playboy bunny that never wants nuthin' from me
It's funny how she's one of a kind from front and behind
Top of the line dime piece, bright as the sunshine
My kinda lady, baby drives me crazy like Miss Daisy
The way she shakes her acey makes me wanna taste her pastry
Maybe it's the liquor talkin' 'cause I don't whisper often
A simple kiss'll have her grab my wrist and wishin' she was flossin'
This is more than just a portion of my lifestyle
I raise my right brow, took her to the crib and turned the lights out
[Chorus x2: O.C. & (Milano)]
When we up in the clubs, we lookin' major (Hey, luv!)
We pop bubbs 'cause we paid up (Paid up!)
Then it's off to my crib for a night cap (Straight up!)
Forget the small talk, ma, we just wanna lay up
[Verse 3: Milano]
Listen, ma
It's only certain ones that get a slurpin' with my tongue
Worshipped by some, hurtin' them buns, workin' it, luv
Shit is worse when I'm numb
Any hottie gettin' back shotties
It'll prolly be hours before I prolly see 'em twisted from the Bacardi
If the party on, strip like it's Mardi Gras
Brought the camcorders along
Ladies! Time to flaunt yours
Get the honey, pour it on
Lickin' your buddy, I saw it all, recorded it all
So if you wanna be on that at all
Got the baddest broads lockin' they jaws, never cockin' it raw
I'm not the AIDS type for blotches or sores
I'm gettin' paid right, watch full of frost
Even my chain's iced, nigga, a lotta's the call
Some shiest whores, I see 'em comin'
It's like, once you pluck 'em, they pregnant or somethin'
For dough they hunger, tryna trap dudes
See, I get my woman bashful
Freak on the low, unnatural
Bank account on cash rules
Just an example, so what? I'm tappin' your boo
Laughin' at you (Hahaha)
Spendin' your loot on casual jewels and shoes
Don't act the fool like your screw's loose
I ain't to blame
See, she wasn't tame, and I ain't even have to drop game
A part of our thing
Milan', when my crew's involved, this is how we swing
This is how we swing
[Chorus x2: O.C. & (Milano)]
When we up in the clubs, we lookin' major (Hey, luv!)
We pop bubbs 'cause we paid up (Paid up!)
Then it's off to my crib for a night cap (Straight up!)
Forget the small talk, ma, we just wanna lay up
[Outro: Cuban Link]
Lay up, lay up
Straight up, straight up
Uh, uh, uh
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