Accurate Math Lyrics - Singles - Solé

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 shit 

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 

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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 

Bitchbagade? 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 pass atl home of the lats 

Bringing real hip hop back now who can top that 

Need to stop that we top cats where my niggas at 

Chorus: two times 

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You don't really wanna face me 

I had to smack a bitch 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 it's me and you boo 

And you shit 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)