MILAN

Lyrics

[Intro] (Rell on the track) (Are you in the mafia?) [Verse 1] I know I did you wrong, let me make it up to you I done bought you everything, so it's hard to amuse you Prada bags, Gucci shoes, yeah, that's all the usual I gotta change how you really feel deep inside I don't wanna lose another good woman 'cause my pride Without you, I'm not my best, bae, you make me feel alive The feds hit the door, you ain't cry, you was quiet No, you not perfect 'cause I caught you in a lie But you almost perfect for a nigga 'cause you tryin' You put me in the game, put them niggas on the pine Everything a dub, I ain't never dropped a dime I know everything that you like 'cause you mine I can say I love you without sayin' that I love you Take you up to Hutch and flood you, smell good when I hug you Get you flowers off the rip, hit the mall, spend some strips Put you in a brand new whip, you gon' always be my bitch [Chorus] I got a chop in the ride (Drrt), pretty-ass bitch on my side (Mwah) Here go the bottle, lil' baby, take a shot That's how it is when you fuck with a dime (Fuck with a dime) We do steak, lobster, and Dom Pérignon You a real bad bitch, can we go to Milan? (Can we go to Milan?) Skydweller or the Patek, I'ma get there on time (I'ma be there) Any time I say I'm single, they be forming a line (They be waitin') Any time I be there, just pick up the phone [Verse 2] She like to FaceTime a nigga when I'm on my way home Out the shower fresh naked, walkin' 'round with no clothes You mean more than these hoes, so I put 'em on hold You so good with your body, so I dipped it in gold I'm fiendin' for my yeah like I never had it Her head so outstanding, put her in a Patek The way she make it disappear, I thought she know magic She remind me of her Jeep, yeah, it's a G Wagen I love you dearly, could've bought you your own mansion But I want you here with me, this shit everlasting You just woke up and look like you in a pageant You bring the best out a nigga, take me to the max Let me say it loud for the people in the back You belong to me and I'll never give it back Since the first time we met, been a perfect match When it's all said and done and we go on a run, we ain't lookin' back [Chorus] I got a chop in the ride (Drrt), pretty-ass bitch on my side (Mwah) Here go the bottle, lil' baby, take a shot That's how it is when you fuck with a dime (Fuck with a dime) We do steak, lobster, and Dom Pérignon You a real bad bitch, can we go to Milan? (Can we go to Milan?) Skydweller or the Patek, I'ma get there on time (I'ma be there) Any time I say I'm single, they be forming a line (They be waitin') Any time I be there, just pick up the phone