Tink - Wet Dollars

Wet Dollars Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Slam your brakes when I walk through the place

Scoot down the line if you wanna get inside

Move back who's that openin' two tabs

Drinks on me like a belly shot

Very hot fan me

Gotta make way 'fore I pass out

Pretty girls frontin' on the floor with they (their) backs out

Work that

You gotta wham that

You gotta make a nigga wanna know where you makin' plans at

Downtown livin' at the Trump

Everyday's good when you make an income

So I mix the drink like I'm movin on my feet (?)

Cuz I can go on and on and on...

One shot, two shot, get on my team

He was a married man ’til he gave me a ring

Club doesn’t peak ’til around about 3

So won’t you lock it down, feel the burn like…

[Verse 2]

Likes when I talk to him rude

He likes when I've had a few shots cuz I give him attitude

Bitch better open my door

Tell him if he really want my ass then he gotta kiss more

The bar's up high so if you not at least 6'5" then you might as well not even apply

I am feeling giddyup (?) if your nigga coolin' in the back with a rack make him give it up to me like kudos (?)

Lame ass niggas don't do those

Rule number uno: Keep that uh uh tight

You know he all yours if you movin' up on the floor and he looks back twice

That man better get on my team we ain't married yet he good up on his knees

I might not peak till around about 3 but once you bite down I'll make a sound like...

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