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letra de no worries - robin packalen

[hook]
no worries and i’ll be down in the morning
up in the club and im zoning
3a.m. in the morning
we on it oh
so what now
leaving troubles behind and just come down
i’m sick of the hate we need love now
the wait is too long
comin’g up now, i’m comin’ up now

[verse 1: robin]
ay, come on and kick it like you want to with me
now i’mma just give it like you order for free
now im about to make it with a college degree
screw the haters, f-ck y’all ain’t important to me
man i paid the game with favor i just want a receipt
what you give us in return what we call a receive
what up lets get faded and put up
and where the f-ck [?] all night shorty nice of you to show up
so i go go mega-hard, transform megatron
touchdown money [?] mega- [?]
h-lla yards scared im shaking off the victor
my flow is so [?] it might talk some sense in ya
talk green dog what i smoke sense a million
soon i sense a million
off to a trillion
oh man get so far gone
[?] take it all the way home

[hook]

[verse 2: robin]
i shake the sides on top i kept the [?] open
you seem intrigued girl so why don’t you just come over
faded love drunk, dark f-ck sober
popping champaign
like it’s nothing soda pop cola
hola, “habalos” espanhol
i meant [?] chilling, eating escargot
i’m all dressed up and [?] in expensive clothes
and these girls sniffing snow like they eskimos
wow
and i got no idea when they gon’ come down
always so blown, don’t know when i’m gon’ come around
patron shots, letin’ mary go round
and my head’s now spinning like a merry go round
[?]
i’m raps next intruder
going all [?] like i’m a bit mad [?]
i’m hungry for success rubbing my belly like buddha
if y’all need rap school, i’mma be the game’s tutor

[hook]

[verse 3: robin]
to those of y’all who ain’t important to me
man im up in the lab to a quarter to three
going all attack while you on retreat
now im striving for the win when you are approaching defeat
salute to the d-mn haters
man im on my own league
[?] k!lla from the throat
cut it open and bleed
like mo’ mo’ money yeah im open to greed
so i keep a playboy

- robin packalen

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