Ty Dolla $ign, 2 Chainz, A$AP Ferg - Tequila lyrics

Tequila (Sheesh) look at mamacita (Dolla)
Uh, uh, uh dolla $ign
Mustard on the beat, ho

Ooh, sippin' Tequila sexy girl,  I need you
Walkin' she never let it lie, yeah yeah yeah
Oh, you finna get dry, dry
Oh, if you look me in my eyes,  tonight 
(Dolla talk to 'em)

She back that ass up (What?)
Ooh, I wanna fuck you with the lights on
(For real)
Ooh, baby meet me on the nights off
That's a vacation baby
Wanna vacation with it you know this
And she love when a nigga stay focused
I know that, she want it
Let me take you on a yacht and go flaunt that
(For real) oh, don't look like that (Nah)
Girl I see you in the cut
And what you drinkin'?
Oh, she said "You, if you want it" (Haha)
So I take it to the back, now I'm in that
Penetrate it, wanna take you
Out to Cabo for the week (yeah)
Out to drink some on the beach (Haha)
It's up to you, girl what you want?
(Talk to 'em)

Ooh, sippin' Tequila
Sexy girl, I need you (For real) walkin'
She never let it lie, yeah yeah yeah
Oh, you finna get dry, dry
(Dry, dry, dry, yeah, yeah)
Baby, you are a star
And I can't wait to see you shine
(2 Chainz, yeah)

Sippin' on Tequila (Oh)
Workin' on this feature (Oh)
All my verses fever (Oh)
Restaurant, no Pita, yeah
1942, Clase Azul (Oh)
When I walk in it smell cash in the room
(Smell it)
On the smartphone I can't talk to no fool
Million dollar worth of jewels
Ain't no way I'm gonna lose
On this side of town we don't see no sunshine
Paid the young niggas just to
Yell out one time i ain't talkin' L's when I
Say it's crunch time
Patrón, Margarita, just for lunch time
Been VIP, I used to skip the lunch line
(Skip it) and I been a hustler
Man it's in my bloodline (In it)
No trust fund, I got it ou the mud (Mud)
Pour a lil' out for the homies above, yeah

Ooh, sippin' Tequila (What? Uh)
Sexy girl, I need you (yeah) walkin'
Can't let her just walk by, yeah yeah yeah
(Alright, hey) oh you finna get dry, dry
Oh if you look me in my eyes, tonight, ooh
(yeah, yeah yeah yeah)

Just landed from Tulum, 'bout to hit Dyckman
Jetlag, so they had low like Bryson (yeah)
Uptown mamis got the cake with the icin'
180 fresh leggins, make that ass righteous
(Right, huh) don't make me kill it like ISIS
She gon' make that bed wetter than the crisis
(yeah) i ain't gon' lie
I had to hit and catch the itis (Oh oh)
Now I got her screamin' on the place
Fuck the pilot
Body like Rosalia, favorite movie is Selena
Hot sauce with the piece and
Only ask who'll features
And she play soccer, just signed with Adidas
(yeah)
Go to New York, and I met her at cleaners
(God damn, huh) wear that sundress
Guarantee to get the penis
True mamacita, takin' shots of Tequila
In the house
Man she never seen Martin or Gina
Mi amor, are you a rapper?
Yeah, I'm in arenas

Ooh, sippin' Tequila sexy girl, I need you
Walkin' she never let it lie, yeah yeah yeah
Oh, you finna get dry, dry
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baby, you are a star
And I can't wait to see you shine (yeah)