letra de don't worry bout it - bubba sparxxx & jcrews
your-your plan?
do i really look like a dude with a plan?
you know, i just do things
hahaha, right
[chorus: jcrews (bubba sparxxx)]
they like, “how the f-ck you make it out the mud?”
b-tch, don’t worry about it
“you were sleepin’ with the roaches and the bugs”
b-tch, don’t worry about it
“you was broke, like how the f-ck did you come up?”
b-tch, don’t worry about it
“out the country in the trailer what the f-ck?”
b-tch, don’t worry about it
(nope) b-tch, don’t worry about it
b-tch, don’t, b-tch, don’t worry about it
(nope) b-tch, don’t worry about it
b-tch, don’t, b-tch, don’t worry about it
(nope) b-tch, don’t worry about it
b-tch, don’t, b-tch, don’t worry about it
(nope) don’t worry about it
b-tch, don’t, b-tch, don’t worry about it
[verse 1: jcrews]
used to go to work cold as f-ck
i ain’t have no heater in my f-ckin’ truck
wind blowin’ in with the windows stuck
barely scr-pin’ by with a couple bucks
came out the trenches and the muddy ruts
if you hatin’ that you can suck my nuts
two fingers up, i don’t give a f-ck
if you talkin’ sh-t then you better duck
boy we ridin’ ’round with the semi tucked
i’m from the country where the chickens cluck
one thing guaranteed i’m gon’ make it
cold country boy, i ain’t gotta fake it
nah, ain’t sh-t ’bout me not real
hit the gas then i cut that wheel
guaranteed i’ma make me a mil
then cut a donut in these fields
everything i do boy is for my kids
ain’t ’bout my shine when i had dips
it’s a celebration, nanny cookin’ ribs
might f-ck around and buy some new bibs
clean my truck up, let the pipes rumble
this ain’t football so how could i fumble
when the bags mine, put in the grind
no wristw-tch but it’s my time
[chorus: jcrews (bubba sparxxx)]
they like, “how the f-ck you make it out the mud?”
b-tch, don’t worry about it
“you were sleepin’ with the roaches and the bugs”
b-tch, don’t worry about it
“you was broke, like how the f-ck did you come up?”
b-tch, don’t worry about it
“out the country in the trailer what the f-ck?”
b-tch, don’t worry about it
(nope) b-tch, don’t worry about it
b-tch, don’t, b-tch, don’t worry about it
(nope) b-tch, don’t worry about it
b-tch, don’t, b-tch, don’t worry about it
(nope) b-tch, don’t worry about it
b-tch, don’t, b-tch, don’t worry about it
(nope) don’t worry about it
b-tch, don’t, b-tch, don’t worry about it
[verse 2: bubba sparxxx (jcrews)]
nope, don’t worry about it
your vision won’t go blurry without it
they slowly whisper factual things
that cappuccino they heard of shawty
you actin’ like a lil girl and pouting
one fact of life you can’t skirt around
if you wanna hate on bubba the great
then you better get there early, it’s crowded
every time i k!ll some furry i mount it
up on the wall and smoke the meat
you get smoked, furry
so play with your own b-lls and choke your meat
a kings throne is a lonely seat
but i tend to isolate alone for weeks
whether royalty or on the toilet seat
that solitude’s such a joy to me
(they like “bubba how you make it out the mud?”)
get right back in it
it’s almost like you never left it
my country thing ain’t no act in it
if ever said then i admit it
one whole vibe, nothing fragmented
walk up in here and put on a billy badass clinic
ain’t that what i did?
[chorus: jcrews (bubba sparxxx)]
they like, “how the f-ck you make it out the mud?”
b-tch, don’t worry about it
“you were sleepin’ with the roaches and the bugs”
b-tch, don’t worry about it
“you was broke, like how the f-ck did you come up?”
b-tch, don’t worry about it
“out the country in the trailer what the f-ck?”
b-tch, don’t worry about it
(nope) b-tch, don’t worry about it
b-tch, don’t, b-tch, don’t worry about it
(nope) b-tch, don’t worry about it
b-tch, don’t, b-tch, don’t worry about it
(nope) b-tch, don’t worry about it
b-tch, don’t, b-tch, don’t worry about it
(nope) don’t worry about it
b-tch, don’t, b-tch, don’t worry about it
used to go to work cold as f-ck
i ain’t
used to go to work cold as f-ck
i ain’t
used to go to work cold as f-ck
i ain’t
don’t worry about it
b-tch, don’t, b-tch, don’t worry about it
used to go to work cold as f-ck
i ain’t
used to go to work cold as f-ck
i ain’t
used to go to work cold as f-ck
i ain’t
don’t worry about it
b-tch, don’t, b-tch, don’t worry about it
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