Mutumbo chords by Swavay

SimplifiedEm · C · Dm · D · G

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Intro 1

Verse 1
Em 
Yeah, okay, wow, since I got the check,
she gon' chain me down
I was young, I was in them doors,
you know what I'm bout
Can't cap you down, if you need the pack,
come around the house
He gon' mouth, so we lay the trap,
we gon', we gon', we gon'
We gon' stunt the yard,
we gon' stunt the yard
We gon' tweet, keep my on the seat
Just in case I gotta bleep
Mama hate my old life,
but now she say she proud of me
Now she say she proud of me
Stunt the yard, stunt the, stunt the yard
Okay, okay, okay, okay,
okay, okay, okay, okay
We know you don't want no smoke
My boy, you best stay out the way
Yeah, one foot, yeah, on a bitch neck
Since I got with
Quay, ain't been nothing but a big check
For your judgment,
understand where I'm from, twin
My mama had a different
plan for her son, twin
As a kid, I wanted to be like
Iva's son, twin
My mama never seen the streets,
but her son did
C 
Dm 
Okay, wow, since I got the check, she gon' chain me down I was young,
D 
I was in them doughs, you know what I'm bout
Dm 
Em 
Can't cap you down if
you need to pack
G 
Come around that house, he gon' mouth
Em 
G 
So we lay the trap, gon', we gon',
Em 
we  gon', we gon'
C 
Stunt  that yard, we gon' stunt that yard,
we gon' tweet
Dm 
We gon' stunt that yard,
D 
we gon' stunt that yard, we gon' tweet
Dm 
Em 
Mama hate my  old life and now
she say she proud of me
G 
Em 
We gon' stunt that yard,
G 
Em 
we gon' stunt that yard, we gon' tweet
Big
Bill do whatever he want to
Big
Bill, I'm the king of the jungle
I just came off tour, eight nights sold out
These days too hard to be humble
Ten hoes in the crib all tryna call dibs
Big
Bill might have a lil' rumble
Ten hoes in the crib say whatever
which wins
Let's get us triple or
a business of bundles
Got some people back home
watching me claim throne
I know they can't wait for the crumble
Big bill be dead but I fumble
If I stack this bread I'm a tumble
I might mix my sins and then mix my wins
I'll be a real rich man with this gumbo
Soon as I get in, I got some
New
York sins
Me and
Jetpack
Dan out in
Dumbo
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay,
okay, okay, okay
Scared to pay taxes,
I can't even tell you
Everything that I could go buy in a day
Know if she look at the crib,
I'ma know where it is
When she come and she coming to stay
I get the beat from
Quay
I told her if
I'ma come rapping, I'm coming to stay
Wow, since I got the check,
she gon' chain me down
I was young, I was in them doughs,
you know what I'm bout
Can't cap you down, if you need the pack,
come around the house
He gon' mouth, so we lay the trap,
we gon', we gon', we gon'
We gon' stunt that yard,
we gon' stunt that yard, we gon' tweet
We gon' stunt that yard,
we gon' stunt that yard, we gon' tweet
Mama hate my old life,
but now she say she proud of me
We gon' stunt that yard,
we gon' stunt that yard, we gon' tweet
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