2 Chainz
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
N***a, 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
N***a, 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, n***a, 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
N***a, you can add
Do the math, do the math
Do the math, yeah, we getting cash