She Can't Do It

[Intro: 2 Chainz]

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

2 Chainz!

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Dolla Boy]

I met her in November, fucked her in December

She was on the dance floor, poppin with a bitch

Then she bust it open, and started doing splits

I said you can't do it like that on the dick

You can't do it like that with a dick in ya

You can't do it like that with a dick in ya

You can't do it like that with a dick in ya

You can't do it like that with a dick in ya

Do the math, do the math

Do the math, do the math

Nigga, you can add

Do the math, do the math

Do the math, yeah, we getting cash

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]

Going to the party, and my tank is on F

My gun is on E, and ain't no telling what else

D-4 belt, [?] turn me on, let me see your credit score

I met her by the bar, she love long [?]

She said [?] profiling

You know where we at, we smoking on the loud

Then she did a split, and dropped it down to the ground

Never will I drown in, even in the deep end

I got enough money, I can bond out a kingpin

Shawty got a nice shape, head ain't on straight

We went to eat Italian, and the bitch tried to order steak

Met her on a Friday, text her on a Sunday

Went out to eat, and got a room on a Monday

Can't stay til Tuesday morning, I'm a have to split

Let me see you do it like that on the dick

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Dolla Boy]

You can't do it like that with a dick in ya

You can't do it like that with a dick in ya

You can't do it like that with a dick in ya

You can't do it like that with a dick in ya

Do the math, do the math

Do the math, do the math

Nigga, you can add

Do the math, do the math

Do the math, yeah, we getting cash

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]

Talking on my IPhone, playing with my wifi

Then I hit a button, and the top go [?]

I name all my rides, my muscle car's [?]

My Beemer [?], and my Porshe named LaLa

Cocaine white, whip game proper

Dark brown boots, walking in the Willy Wonka

And yeah I'm going bonckers, going down Peach Street

Smoking on strong, all the bitch do is ki-ki

Now she wanna eat, now she watching TV

I cut that bitch off, all you heard was bleep bleep

I got game like an athlete

I don't need no money, nigga, I got [?]

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Dolla Boy]

I met her in November, fucked her in December

She was on the dance floor, poppin with a bitch

Then she bust it open, and started doing splits

I said you can't do it like that on the dick

You can't do it like that with a dick in ya

You can't do it like that with a dick in ya

You can't do it like that with a dick in ya

You can't do it like that with a dick in ya

Do the math, do the math

Do the math, do the math

Nigga, you can add

Do the math, do the math

Do the math, yeah, we getting cash