Top Dolla

Lyrics

[Intro: Eric Bellinger] You ain't gotta pay Put that wallet away You ain't gotta pay Put that wallet away I got it, baby, I got it [Verse 1: Eric Bellinger] Why your head down? Bae, it's okay to smile You should come my way, contagious vibes No lie, see the truth is in ya eyes All strings attached, I cut the sides Don't matter what it cost I'll pay the price [Pre-Chorus: Eric Bellinger] Yeah, ayy, eee Woah, oh, ah, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, eee Woah, oh, ah, oh [Chorus: Eric Bellinger] You can rest your weary head 'pon my shoulder (Yeah) I don't mind your lipstick stains on my collar (Yeah) Baby, rest your weary head pon my shoulder (Yeah) You a dime times ten, so I pay you top dolla [Post-Chorus: Eric Bellinger] Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out [Bridge: Eric Bellinger] You ain't gotta pay Put that wallet away You ain't gotta pay Put that wallet away I got it, baby, I got it You ain't gotta pay Put that wallet away You ain't gotta pay Put that wallet away I got it, baby, I got it [Verse 2: Vscript] Shawty, you can bank on it bank on it That I'll never leave your side Shawty, you can bank on it, bank on it I can give you what your heart desire Perfect timing, you and I I know you in need of loving Let me invest my love A whole lot of money I'ma blow on you 'cause you so special Sexy how your waistline roll That's why I don't mind spendin' dough Mi money long it multiply Subtract the stress up out your life Baby, I want to change your life Lemme change your life [Pre-Chorus: Eric Bellinger] Yeah, ayy, eee Woah, oh, ah, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, eee Woah, oh, ah, oh [Chorus: Eric Bellinger] You can rest your weary head 'pon my shoulder (Put it right here) I don't mind your lipstick stains on my collar (No, I don't mind) Baby, rest your weary head pon my shoulder (I love, I love) You a dime times ten, so I pay you top dolla [Post-Chorus: Eric Bellinger] Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out Cash out, cash out, cash out, cash out [Outro: Eric Bellinger] You ain't gotta pay Put that wallet away You ain't gotta pay Put that wallet away I got it, baby, I got it