Sexier than calendar chicks my voice is orgasm to mix
 Have my money accurate
 I don't want my cats to flip they clap and shit
 Real nails, no tips, lips you love to kiss
 And for Amereda sour get my thugs to crisp
 Front row cheering the Knicks illegal pit
 Stack my arithmetic, ridiculous
 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

 [Kandi Burruss]
 1 -   We can do anything that you wanna do
 Go any place that you wanna go
 I ain't no money hungry hoe
 Sole' don't need ya dough no no

 [Sole']
 Yo we number one for months
 You 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
 Bitch brigade, I'm fittin' Cal
 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

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 [Sole']
 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 Miss
 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 'em clap to this

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 Make 'em clap to this
 Make 'em, make 'em, make 'em clap to this
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