# Do The Math Testo

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## Testo Do The Math

Performed by T Lew, Yukmouth & Ampichino.

(Intro)

You do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

(Verse)

4 thou on the wrist, 500 for the jeans

6K for the dragon chain swinging in the breeze

20-40 in the bag, 500 in the D
Just cop 20 bricks shipped, them about my chi

I just blew 3 stacks on my bottom bitch

Not because I’mma trip but because she make me rich

Don’t believe me? pay and see how good she suck yo dick

Bet you’ll be back when you’re tryna spend some mo chips

There’s 22 Asatis on that new whim

Many things hit the 7, call them shoes mike vic

Kenny Clutch told me Vegas is 1000 a night

I’ve been here for 2 weeks, I hope you count any ride

Load up on the Stanton ho, she threw it on the seat

10 big face hunds, now she ridin with me

Open ran up for a week, man that shit didn’t last

Man that ho was certified but her DNA was fam

(Hook)

I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash

You can try to add it up but you better count it fast

You laugh and do the math

You do the math, you do the math

I said I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash You can try to add it up but you better count it fast

Do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

(Verse)

Look, 3 that Gucci shades, 5 for the Gucci belt

Gucci shoes, Louie one tray from the top shelf

Throw it in the bag, you can add it up yoself

Aston Martin, black perm, I paint, lookin like a stealth

Black diamond chain, Johnny Dane on call

And yo Jane came from the middle of the mall

Platinum plaques on a wall, yea that’s how I ball

Model broad riding on my dick like she on the hall

Dog, I used to ride the SL

YSL on my belt like an ex snail

Real trap star, pyrex in the free scale

Sendin 20 pack in box like a text mail

Nigga, I pull more strings than Tarzan

Know everything online, call that broadband

From them packs to the double stack, go and fish

You niggas just flossin, I’m bossin

(Hook)

I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash

You can try to add it up but you better count it fast

You laugh and do the math

You do the math, you do the math

I said I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash

You can try to add it up but you better count it fast

Do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

(Verse)

Big rims on the way, Kenny on the pay

Kush in the blunt, slurp in the drink

3 trap houses, I’m talkin bout cake

Lurk my nigga chop black, I’m talkin bout dank

91 octane in the gas tank

2 chain mane, nah, 3 chain gang

Maje got gwapo, call him no dinero

2 snow bunnies on the blade on Ferrell

Nigga I’m a boy, pocket full of money

Hard top pop off the veil when it’s sunny

Bounce off the whim, Gucci on a fee

I’m sittin on butter, blowin kush OG

Try to hit it up, better count it fast

You don’t really know, I got a lot of cash

Talkin bout paper, I can’t get out of this

Bringing ain’t 30 days, nigga do the math

(Hook)

I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash

You can try to add it up but you better count it fast

You laugh and do the math

You do the math, you do the math

I said I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash

You can try to add it up but you better count it fast

Do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

(Intro)

You do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

(Verse)

4 thou on the wrist, 500 for the jeans

6K for the dragon chain swinging in the breeze

20-40 in the bag, 500 in the D

I just blew 3 stacks on my bottom bitch

Not because I’mma trip but because she make me rich

Don’t believe me? pay and see how good she suck yo dick

Bet you’ll be back when you’re tryna spend some mo chips

There’s 22 Asatis on that new whim

Many things hit the 7, call them shoes mike vic

Kenny Clutch told me Vegas is 1000 a night

I’ve been here for 2 weeks, I hope you count any ride

Load up on the Stanton ho, she threw it on the seat

10 big face hunds, now she ridin with me

Open ran up for a week, man that shit didn’t last

Man that ho was certified but her DNA was fam

(Hook)

I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash

You can try to add it up but you better count it fast

You laugh and do the math

You do the math, you do the math

I said I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash You can try to add it up but you better count it fast

Do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

(Verse)

Look, 3 that Gucci shades, 5 for the Gucci belt

Gucci shoes, Louie one tray from the top shelf

Throw it in the bag, you can add it up yoself

Aston Martin, black perm, I paint, lookin like a stealth

Black diamond chain, Johnny Dane on call

And yo Jane came from the middle of the mall

Platinum plaques on a wall, yea that’s how I ball

Model broad riding on my dick like she on the hall

Dog, I used to ride the SL

YSL on my belt like an ex snail

Real trap star, pyrex in the free scale

Sendin 20 pack in box like a text mail

Nigga, I pull more strings than Tarzan

Know everything online, call that broadband

From them packs to the double stack, go and fish

You niggas just flossin, I’m bossin

(Hook)

I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash

You can try to add it up but you better count it fast

You laugh and do the math

You do the math, you do the math

I said I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash

You can try to add it up but you better count it fast

Do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

(Verse)

Big rims on the way, Kenny on the pay

Kush in the blunt, slurp in the drink

3 trap houses, I’m talkin bout cake

Lurk my nigga chop black, I’m talkin bout dank

91 octane in the gas tank

2 chain mane, nah, 3 chain gang

Maje got gwapo, call him no dinero

2 snow bunnies on the blade on Ferrell

Nigga I’m a boy, pocket full of money

Hard top pop off the veil when it’s sunny

Bounce off the whim, Gucci on a fee

I’m sittin on butter, blowin kush OG

Try to hit it up, better count it fast

You don’t really know, I got a lot of cash

Talkin bout paper, I can’t get out of this

Bringing ain’t 30 days, nigga do the math

(Hook)

I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash

You can try to add it up but you better count it fast

You laugh and do the math

You do the math, you do the math

I said I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash

You can try to add it up but you better count it fast

Do the math, you do the math

You do the math, you do the math

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