Tink Stripclub

Drop it, drop it, drop it

Drop it, drop it, drop it

20 years old, and she ain’t got time to play

Baby daddy gone, money getting low

Mama won’t let her stay no more

Stripclub (yeah-yeah)

Now she living at the stripclub

Grew up living in Chicago

Never had love from her father

All she really needed was attention (attention), attention (attention)

Nineteen had a little baby

Dropped out of school just to raise it

Mama said you wanna be grown your on your own

But now she’s at red diamond, every weekend she’s shinning

Trying to make ends for the kid (no-no, no-no, yeah-yeah)

Paying for tuition with her body

Popping “X” pills in the lobby

Don’t wanna remember what she did

What she did that night oh-no

20 years old, and she ain’t got time to play

Baby daddy gone, money getting low

Mama won’t let her stay no more

Stripclub (yeah-yeah)

Now she living at the stripclub (club)

Can’t nobody judge you no, no

Make that money don’t let that money make you girl

She’s climbing up thinking of all the things she could have done else

But whats to do when no one cares and all you have is yourself (ohhh)

20 years old, and she ain’t got time to play

Baby daddy gone, money getting low

Mama won’t let her stay no more

Stripclub (yeah-yeah)

Now she living at the stripclub (oh no, no, no)

They don’t know your story

They don’t know your story, no

They don’t know your story

They don’t know who you do it for

Drop it, drop it, drop it

Drop it, drop it, drop it

Drop it, drop it, drop it (stripclub)

Drop it, drop it, drop it

Ooo no, ooo no, ooo no, ooo no, ooo no

Living at the stripclub

That’s some real nigga shit right there (real shit right there)