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K. Forest

Take Notes

 

Take Notes

(album: When Its All Said And Done - 2018)


I bet you if I throw it
You gon' shake it for those dollar bills, dollar bills, dollar bills
I bet you if I throw it
You gon' shake it for those dollar bills, dollar bills, dollar bills
When I throw cha-ching yeah
Ching yeah, ching yeah
When I throw cha-ching yeah
Ching yeah, ching yeah
When I throw cha-ching yeah
Ching yeah, ching yeah
When I throw cha-ching yeah
Ching yeah, ching yeah

This shorty used to work at Beauty Supply
Sexy lil' mama, hair touch her back too
Love to kiss her teeth shorty got an attitude
Curving mens, pretending any service yeah
She tried the school thang
It never worked out
She wanted the cash, cash
She wanted it fast, fast
You've been waiting 'til your birthday to be caking
They won't know
Shorty they won't know
That you been going south
South on the pole
You ain't have to go OT
Shorty you can come see me

I got notes
And these faces don't judge
Take notes
And they got your trust, no lie
I'm letting go of all these faces on you
And only you

I bet you if I throw it
You gon' shake it for those dollar bills, dollar bills, dollar bills
I bet you if I throw it
You gon' shake it for those dollar bills, dollar bills, dollar bills
When I throw cha-ching yeah
Ching yeah, ching yeah
When I throw cha-ching yeah
Ching yeah, ching yeah
When I throw cha-ching yeah
Ching yeah, ching yeah
When I throw cha-ching yeah
Ching yeah, ching yeah

When you started working for the Pyramid
You kept it real low, real low off the grid
Not even your momma knew
Even though, she gave you that thing that you shaking
You handle business, no strings (yeah)
Only time, things, scared to say
It's when those hunnids in your g-string
Under the night, under the night you count the bash, baby
They head back to the locker room and count it
Dump it all over the floor and spread it
Separate the ones, the five's, the twenties, the fifties and the hunnids, the hunnids

I got notes
And these faces don't judge
Take notes
And they got your trust, no lie
I'm letting go of all these faces on you
And only you

I bet you if I throw it
You gon' shake it for those dollar bills, dollar bills, dollar bills
I bet you if I throw it
You gon' shake it for those dollar bills, dollar bills, dollar bills
When I throw cha-ching yeah
Ching yeah, ching yeah
When I throw cha-ching yeah
Ching yeah, ching yeah
When I throw cha-ching yeah
Ching yeah, ching yeah
When I throw cha-ching yeah
Ching yeah, ching yeah

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