Accurate Math

[Verse 1]
Go bananas if you lickin' my split, with the lavender six
Sexier than calendar chicks, my voice is orgasm to mix
Have my money accurate
I don't want my cats to flip, they clap and shit
Real nails, no tips, lips you love to kiss
Sipper Amaretto Sour get my thugs to crisp
Front row cheerin' the Knicks, illegal pick
Stack my arithmetic, ridiculous
I like it hard and stiff, can you handle this?
Solé burn tracks like candle wicks
Independent woman so you don't have to trick
Baby, we could go Dutch, pay for half of it

[Chorus]
We can do anything that you wanna do
Go any place that you wanna go
I ain't no money hungry ho
Solé don't need your dough, no, no

[Verse 2]
Yo, we number one for months, you tryna to catch up like hunch
Yo, we up front and personal, I heard your label jerkin' you
Feel like hurtin' who? Lord have mercy on you
Only female out the crew
5'6" and petite rockin' baby blue and the navy two times two
With twenties on it, get up on it, you want it but ain't know how
Bitch Brigade on fitted cat
Have you hoes feel trapped when faced with hot tracks
I take my heels off, you takin' dirt naps, I heard that
Make you work pads, ATL, home of the 'Lacs
Bringin' real hip hop back, now who can top that?
Need to stop that, we top cat, where my niggas at?

[Chorus]
We can do anything that you wanna do
Go any place that you wanna go
I ain't no money hungry ho
Solé don't need your dough, no, no
We can do anything that you wanna do
Go any place that you wanna go
I ain't no money hungry ho
Solé don't need your dough, no, no

[Verse 3]
You don't really wanna face me
I had to smack a bitch in the dressin' room of Macy's
You don't wanna make me put my hands up
Get your man, what?
You know we but misery, pull the truck up
He ran like a duck, now it's me and you, boo
And you shit out of luck, open up and eat these nuts
Now you lumped up for what? Talkin' our your lips
Now the next thing you kiss is peroxide, Miss
Rappin' ain't your style you need to switch
Read your top ten list, Solé on top of this, what, what?
Yo, yo, and you know that I'm the soloist
I'm rollin' dice, make 'em clap to this

[Chorus]
We can do anything that you wanna do
Go any place that you wanna go
I ain't no money hungry ho
Solé don't need your dough, no, no
We can do anything that you wanna do
Go any place that you wanna go
I ain't no money hungry ho
Solé don't need your dough, no, no
We can do anything that you wanna do
Go any place that you wanna go
I ain't no money hungry ho
Solé don't need your dough, no, no
We can do anything that you wanna do
Go any place that you wanna go
I ain't no money hungry ho
Solé don't need your dough, no, no

[Outro]
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