MATH Lyrics

If you seeking love girl

Why you run and hide

Let 'em hoe

Let 'em hoe

Let 'em hoe

This shit for the birds

Let 'em go

Let 'em go

Let 'em go

Without a word

But I love these hoes

But I love these hoes

But I love these hoes

Let 'em go

Let 'em go

Let 'em go

Her kitty too bad

Make Batman

Hit the running man

Gah damn

No hands

She clapped

Hats off

Yes ma'am

Made this man

Throw a couple bands

That night

Pulled two twins

That's two pair

Four clits

That's eight tits

I do math

Hit my money dance

Do my Dougie yeah

Lil cabbage patch

Hit the running man

One band

Hundred bands

Do a lil jig

That's a rain dance

One two fives and tens

Twenty fifty bad bitches

One two fives and tens

Twenty fifty Ben Franklins

One two fives and tens

Twenty fifty bad bitches

One two fives and tens

Twenty fifty Ben Franklins

I need exotic albinos

You need some gyno

I only fuck with Dasani

Your diet

Is some Fido

All the fine

Hoes I know

Gettin turnt

In Whole Foods

P.H equality

Pseudo fuckin'

Soul food

Butt fuckin'

Honestly

I like gettin' dirty

Her coochie

Squeaky clean

Yes! bitch

I'm flirting

Last week you tried to curve me

But catch me while I'm swerving

Remember that I'm mocha

Black mama

Cocoa cobra

A.K.A COZY COXA

Aye Bae

How bout you come ova

I be doin math while I choke her

My numbers get me closer

One two fives and ten

Twenty fifty bad bitches

One two fives and ten

Twenty fifty Ben Franklins

One two fives and ten

Twenty fifty bad bitches

One two fives and ten

Twenty fifty Ben Franklins

Let 'em hoe

Let 'em hoe

Let 'em hoe

This shit for the birds

Let 'em go

Let 'em go

Let 'em go

Without a word

But I love these hoes

But I love these hoes

But I love these hoes

Let 'em go

Let 'em go

Let 'em go

I do my math

I do my math

I do my math

I do my math

Bitch

Gimmie that pie yuhh

Gimmie that pie yuh

Pie yuh

Pie uh

We can equate

Relate

Subtract

Attract

Divie

Subtract

Attack