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**in 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 d** I be sellin They came of the top of the ceiling And all you damn rappers be silly Talk about the way I do my thang (ga'damn) Talk about the way im in the game (I b winnin) Talk about, talk about, talk about (shyiiiet) Talk about ya'll ga'damn bullsh** 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**hes 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 n***as 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**in a rhino My rifle, my bible Thats how I ride tho Laughin to the bank Fasa k** it what you want Temmi all my sh** sh** 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 sh** 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