Hey Luv

Lyrics

[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