Every Dollar (feat. J D)

Get that bread Get that cake Get that cheese Got to get every dollar Get that bread, get that challah We were eatin french toast She had come over in a trench coat I made it past the friend zone While we were eatin, phone started buzzin Usually wouldn't answer but saw it was my cousin "Hello ?" "What you doing honey ? Got a job for you if you tryin to make some money" I told her "Say less", middle of breakfast, for dinner Told this chick I had to go get this check Instead of lookin hurt, she revealed all her curves Told me "First things first, you're goin to quench my thirst" She looked seductive in the candle light You got 15 minutes before I leave to handle my business Got to get every dollar Got to get that cake Got to get that babka The directions came straight to my phone I was to go and get a VIP straight from their home When I drop 'em off, supposed to pick up a package Then head to a new address I've never been before to stash it Well, it went off without a hitch Got a couple stacks from it Questions wasn't askin them Cause answers get you trapped up in And I don't have the time to spend 24-7 work like I don't have the time to spend Got to get every dollar Spin round for the cheese That's pasta filata The dollars make me hotter in her eyes She a bopper in my eyes, so I don't stop her Havin fun with someone's daughter It's that moolah, it's the bread homie I know she say I'm cute but it's the money Green look good on me Got to get every dollar When you have the cornmeal the chickens gon' holler