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Rasheeda - What Cha Workin' Wit lyrics
* send corrections to the typist Woop, Woop, Woop Woop, Woop, Woop, Twork Sumthin [Hook: repeat 2X] What cha workin wit shawty What cha workin wit What cha workin wit shawty What cha workin wit, twork sumthin' [Verse 1: Rasheeda] I'm workin wit cha, gon' get cha I came to crank dis here up Stick up, hold up, ya'll niggaz got me fucked up Say what, huh, pull up, shut up The next one of ya'll who run up, be the next one who get done up Cuz uh, I just want to show some luv See cuz uh, I just came to crank it up So what cha workin wit, tworkin wit, got it shawty spent it then Hey Ladies (What) make 'em hit in where they fit in Then make it up and pay it up then toss 'em to da curb Makin' wit dat chump change boy you gettin on my nerves Don't get it twisted, dis independent, makin' major moves Fallin' off in dis bitch sendin' niggaz back to school [Hook] [Verse 2: Rasheeda] I'm workin wit deep dishes and 32 diamonds and a charm peep da wrist Rasheeda da chick who rocks from D-Lo, pops and reload And I get dis thang (thang) crunk shawty you ain't know Ladies throw ya hands up, fellaz ya'll stand up Let me see ya turn da club out when da jam bump Shawty what cha workin wit, 2 wrist and platinum necks around my ice They get and legit would spit, fittin to let you know its about my life Flow for my playaz, roll it up twit it blow dro wit my playaz Rich shows and ??? can flow wit my playaz and do the damn thang Like I told you playa It's ova playa [Hook] - 2X [Verse 3: Rasheeda] What! What! Since I was raised in the A and raised at five (five) Got chu throwin bows in da club until you tired (tired) Boy ain't mistakin, its dat QB Rasheeda and got you thinkin dis dime Couldn't keep it crankin from Atlanta to Jamacia (what cha talkin bout) Keep it shakin dats how I do it Don't flex, I know you knew it And foreva gettin to it I lay down, put it down, dats how it goes Workin wit dem true playaz who stay in they cash flow You can't stop da rock, she's da shit Da ruffest chick who make you twitch every time I spit it You scared of dis, and D-Lo steady makin hits Trill misses put 'em up and tell me WHAT CHA WORKIN WIT [Hook] |
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