“Yo, it's gonna be a few minutes before the acts go on so let's hit the VIP and wet our beaks a li'l bit,” Gotti screamed in Tone's ear over the music.
"Giorgio," the Don said, ". . . our Family will now serve only as financial advisors to all the other Families. . . . [W]e must protect everyone's money, for which they will let us wet our beaks."
[I]nvestigators who track organized crime believe that some members have geared up to take advantage of the swift and enormous cash influx . . . looking, as the old Sicilian expression goes, to wet their beaks.
2012, Nick Taylor, Sins of the Father: The True Story of a Family Running from the Mob, ISBN 9781451668674, p. 356 (Google preview):
"See, the thing about the mob, everybody had to wet his beak. . . . I was supposed to give them a piece of my hard work."