Action Guaranteed

By O.C.

On Lyricist Lounge Volume One

Released on 1998

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[Intro: O.C.]

Uhh

You don't stop, baby (Mhmm)

Shawn J, baby (What?) Period

O.C., baby (O.C., baby)

Ras Kass, baby (Ras Kass, baby)

U.N.I.Versal (Unique versatile, baby, uh-huh)

Uh – Big Lou, baby, Doug Licious (Lou Jazz)

Yeah, uhh, set it


[Verse 1: O.C. & (Ras Kass)]

Yo, what's poppin', baby? I haven't heard from you lately

We used to conversate day-to-day on the daily

Remember when I saw you I passed my car, I was on my celly

Sittin' on the twenty-inch Pirelli's

Earring in your belly button caught my eye — oh, Nelly!

Turned a nigga whole preserve into jelly

You and I rollin' a Phillie, but not cheesesteak

My man on my side checkin' out the broad's cake (No way)

He said, "The shortie got the bubble like a Lex"

I could look at her thighs and fantasize about the sex (Mmhmm)

Check! Now I get a call from my nigga Ras and blew

West Coast connect (A-yo, what's crackin' though?) Ahh, it's on you

It's like I'm tryin' to get this dough, so my pockets ain't hollow

Get my Jake Rollo on with the broads and pop bottles (Uhh-huh, baby)

Never ever hollow (Never.. never.. bring it, nigga... like that)


[Hook x2: O.C.]

Call me — don't waste our time if you don't wanna talk to us

Call me — we got action guar-an-teed


[Verse 2: Ras Kass & (O.C.)]

Me and the homie (BABY!), we sniffin' some Kurtis Blow

Like lIf I Ruled the World, but without the Jheri curl though

Break minds off proper

So O., is you with me? (No doubt, fella)

Want two titties in every city

My children jiggy like a billion little Biggies

You dig me? (That's right!)

I'm mashin', Ras Kass hoo-bangin' (WEST SIDE!)

Don't be mad 'cause I'm tossin' up your woman

It's a party in her panties, and I'm the only one comin'

Keep money in the bank and kept your girl on her knees

My conversation like bird seeds, so chickenheads (PLEASE!)

I got game in ten different languages (Damn!)

My name is 24-karat ice, the most dangerous

Man you never knew is bangin' yo' fiancée

Backseat of a rented Cadillac Allenté

I'm Dante, and all I really had to say

"Ay, mami, tu fideo es grande"

Now you can catch me in the broken land

Or at the Golden Lady, havin' strippers swallow my babies

Ain't even a maybe, no ho pan is savin' 'em

I'm strip-searchin' bitches, like security at the Palladium


[Hook x2: O.C.]

Call me — don't waste our time if you don't wanna talk to us

Call me — we got action guar-an-teed


[Verse 3: O.C.]

Phenomenon, worth 4-5-6 when in the mix

Goin' once, goin' twice, like mice, we tricky

O.C. snatch cheese, you settin' the trap?

When it's all said and done, I put your nipples in my gap

*sssst* That's the sound when I nibble at ya cheese nips

Watch it or that'll be the last thing you breathe (BIATCH!)

Dealin' with pure fuckery, 'til you gain some self respect

Honey, stop suckin' me, you're lovin' me


[Verse 4: Ras Kass]

I be Brown, Foxy like "Uh-Oh! Uh-Oh!"

One for the money, two for the show

Three for mo' dough, a fo'-fo' and five mics

But disrespect mine, partner, you're soon to die trife!

I rhyme right, so you're lime like gum

But in rhyme fights, niggas bite like Mike Ty-son

We been kickin' it, peep how a nigga boister

I gets my swerve on, rockin' the Rolex Oyster (I thought you knew!)


[Hook x4: O.C.]

Call me — don't waste our time if you don't wanna talk to us

Call me — we got action guar-an-teed


[Outro: O.C.]

Call me

Call me

Call me