Sol - Accurate Math lyrics

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 won't my cats to flip they clap and sh** Real nails no tips that you love to kiss And for i mereda sour get my thugs to crisp Front row cheering the knicks illegal pit stack my arithmetic But dick ya lips i like hard and stiff can you handle it Sole' burn tracks like candle wit Independent woman so you don't have to trip Baby we can go dutch half pay for it Chorus: we can do anything that you wanna do Go anyplace that you wanna go I ain't no money hungry hoe Sole' don't need ya dough no no Yo we number one for months Tryin to catch up like hunch Yo we up front and personal I heard ya 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 they ain't no how b**hbagade ??have you hoes feel trapped when faced with hot tracks I take my hails off you takin dirt naps i heard that Make you work pa** atl home of the lats Bringing real hip hop back now who can top that Need to stop that we top cats where my n***as at Chorus: two times You don't really wanna face me I had to smack a b**h in the dressing room of macy's You don't wanna make me put my hands up Get yo man what you know we buck misery pull the truck up He ran like a duck Now its me and you boo And you sh** out of luck Open up and meet these nuts Now you lumped up for what Talkin out ya lip now the next thing you kiss is peroxide mrs Rappin ain't yo style you need to switch Read your top ten list sole' on top of this What what yo yo and you know that i'm the soloist I'm rollin dice make'm clap to this Chorus: four times Make'm clap to this make'm make'm make'm clap to this (repeat till fade)