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2 chainz – she can’t do it lyrics

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[intro: 2 chainz]
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
2 chainz!

[chorus: 2 chainz & dolla boy]
i met her in november, f+cked her in december
she was on the dance floor, poppin with a b+tch
then she bust it open, and started doing splits
i said you can’t do it like that on the d+ck
you can’t do it like that with a d+ck in ya
you can’t do it like that with a d+ck in ya
you can’t do it like that with a d+ck in ya
you can’t do it like that with a d+ck in ya
do the math, do the math
do the math, do the math
n+gga, 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 b+tch 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 d+ck
[chorus: 2 chainz & dolla boy]
you can’t do it like that with a d+ck in ya
you can’t do it like that with a d+ck in ya
you can’t do it like that with a d+ck in ya
you can’t do it like that with a d+ck in ya
do the math, do the math
do the math, do the math
n+gga, 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 b+tton, 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 w+lly wonka
and yeah i’m going bonckers, going down peach street
smoking on strong, all the b+tch do is ki+ki
now she wanna eat, now she watching tv
i cut that b+tch off, all you heard was bleep bleep
i got game like an athlete
i don’t need no money, n+gga, i got [?]

[chorus: 2 chainz & dolla boy]
i met her in november, f+cked her in december
she was on the dance floor, poppin with a b+tch
then she bust it open, and started doing splits
i said you can’t do it like that on the d+ck
you can’t do it like that with a d+ck in ya
you can’t do it like that with a d+ck in ya
you can’t do it like that with a d+ck in ya
you can’t do it like that with a d+ck in ya
do the math, do the math
do the math, do the math
n+gga, you can add
do the math, do the math
do the math, yeah, we getting cash



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