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chief mufasa – work it lyrics

chorus: (chief mufasa & zonda)
i get benji, what you worth?
20 30 all the time
got me fippin all the work
and i got it all the time
i ain’t gave a middle finger
i been workin all the time
mansa fasa on that hustle fexxin muscle what you want?
say i bring it to the top
yeah i bring to the top
20 30’s in my pocket
20 30 40 50
say so, concider what you worth
i just hopped up in my rocket

verse 1: chief mufasa
pull i b countin my profits
im k!llin it softly
fasa so costly
mostly
100’s and 40’s
all in my pocket
aight, am high, am fly
working my rhyme like makin my coffee
im rollin a rocket
i light up and smoke it
i swear man im okay
so lemmi go pop it and…
chokey
workin my magic
inna minute i get that minage
its tragic
the way that i handle my budget
taller than all of the tallest around me
allow me, to call you a midget
took out the game and i switched it
mixing my lean in the kitchen
cops on the drugs i be sellin
they came of the top of the ceiling
and all you d-mn rappers be silly
talk about the way i do my thang (ga’d-mn)
talk about the way im in the game (i b winnin)
talk about, talk about, talk about (shyiiiet)
talk about ya’ll ga’d-mn bullshit
imma pull up witcho baby then i pull up witcho x
give a lady what she wanna then im on to my biz
then i keep on medicatin meditatin all the time
i be levitatin on you b-tches and you haters lemmi bring it back

chorus

yo looka here
we winnin the sport
takin my spot hey, you wastin my time
aimin tha shot
wippin and wippin and wippin that trigger
lay all you niggas
you cupcakes
bad for my figure
we bigger
pull like parkin that whip in the streets
mixin up caxi and atwal on the beat
you do not mess with the forces behind us
or make me come make you be a reminder
poppin my wine up
k!llin a rhino
my rifle, my bible
thats how i ride tho
laughin to the bank
fasa k!ll it what you want
temmi all my shit shit stank
got them bands all in my mind bro i wonna cut the deal
all them people outchea fakes boy you gotta keep it real
got me holdin on my wheeeel
you might wonna keep it stiiiiiill
ok i flip whats in my pocket
sometimes i pull up in ma hot shit
sometimes i might
take out that money go flip it around me then get a deposit
and blow off your nothing am sorry my habits about me
im lucky am fasa and im bad and wippin it really hard

chorus

so when i pull up in the club
babies break it for me
man i be coolin with tha gang
you don wanna start it for me
they love the way i do my business
shortie get it for me
they love the way i flip
when i start to make it better they just
work it, work it, work it
while your homies were just
talkin talkin talkin
every time i pull up
flossin flossin flossin
yeah yeah yeah
20 30 40 50

- chief mufasa lyrics

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