Tink - 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? Open up two tabs Drinks on me like a belly shot Very hot, fan me Better make way 'fore I pa** out Pretty girls frontin' on the floor with they backs out Work that You gotta wham that You gotta make a n***a wanna know where ya makin' plans at Downtown livin' at the Trump Everyday's good when you make an income So I mix the drink I keep 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 B-B-b**h better open my door Tell him if he really want my a** 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 you though If your n***a coolin' in the back with a rack Make him give it up to me like kudos Lame a** n***as 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 'til around about 3 But once you bite down I'll make a sound like...