Reservations Lyrics

[Hook]
She grabbed my hand, pinky promise say you swear
Said she love me getting money, baby stay right there
She was the one, Shawty don't cook, don't clean
If you ask her what's for dinner she don't know what that means

She say the only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations
(The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations)
She say the only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations
(The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations)

[Verse 1]
What? That's her ass? Is it real? Can I grab? Can I feel?
Cause I'm goin' if you're goin' and she goin' and we blowin'
And we growin' and we drinkin', I'm thinkin'
I try to take it to another plate
Said you from the states but get mistaken for another race
I'm on my mission, million dollar politician shit
Boxes of phones, a couple cribs that I get the flip
Let me give you the script, this ain't chicken and chips
This is criss with the shrimp, this is Christian Dior

7-50 for weed and that's just for the zip
I be whippin' that bent, it's expensive to rent
Thinkin' that you and I be ridin' to the party
Eyes blurry, half tip, wanna see that ass skip
Like a CD with a scratch on that shit

Yea, I take you out to eat, we get it crackin' that's it
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
It's like today, Charday, tomorrow, Tamara
Ain't mine, ain't yours, they borrowed, we share her
Let her run free man, she get loose when she can
Let her in the strip club with 3 bands in each hand
Dollars fallin' like stackin' pens, I be throwin' them too
Throw it in the air and make a wish and hope that it come true
And I wish you was my main bitch, please excuse my language
But I don't give a flyin' motherfuck who you came with
She don't cook, say that she don't clean
Cause her daddy was a heavy in the dope game
She always had a maid, could probably get a chef

If you needed some uh, she could get it for less
I'll be on the patrol for the dollars and O's
Money over these bitches, if you wanted a code
Cause we do. Girl you fine, I see you
You run around with the clique, I bet your friends do too

[Hook]

[Outro]
That's her ass? Is it real? Can I grab? Can I feel?
The only thing she gotta make for dinner is the reservations
That's her ass? Is it real?...

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