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letra de don't worry - slump6s

[intro]
hey, she wanna-
hey, she wanna-
hey, she wanna-
hey, she wanna f-ck with the gang, wanna f-ck with the squad
hey, boy, you is broke and we don’t know who you are
you don’t gotta worry about that sh-t, don’t gotta worry, nah
you don’t gotta worry about that sh-t, don’t gotta worry, nah
you don’t gotta worry about that sh-t, don’t gotta worry, nah
you don’t gotta worry about that sh-t, don’t gotta worry, nah
(benjicold, why you icy?)

[chorus]
hey, she wanna f-ck with the gang, wanna f-ck with the squad (she wanna f-ck with the squad)
hey, boy, you is broke and we don’t know who you are (boy, you is broke and we don’t)
look at the g.o.a.t., no one can tell us apart (no one can tell us apart)
he take him down with this choppa, gon’ rip him apart
you don’t gotta worry about that sh-t, don’t gotta worry, nah
he better worry about that stick, leavin’ him buried, huh-huh
i’m goin’ up now they sick, doin’ him dirty, huh-huh
that n-gga wanna be in my team, you ain’t even worthy, huh-huh

[verse]
i’m-i’m just here to make millions
but now n-ggas hoe, i can’t feel again
floodin’ the roof, i feel like a alien
b-tch, i’ma go up to sp-ce
i’m goin’ fast so i feel like a race (yeah, yeah)
bad b-tch, she wanna go on a date
bad b-tch, she wanna fly outta state (yeah, yeah)
when she throwin’ that ass i’ma count up the cake
he gotta show me what he be ’bout
i took the d out
i get the shrimp or the steak when i eat out
i cut a main hoe off for a rebound
and no, i ain’t talkin’ a bucky
i get a check but it made him look [?]
kick down your door, take your sh-t and we run it
call up the gang, now we got that boy runnin’
hit it with 6, why they call me 600? (hit it with 6, huh-huh)
anyone got the [?] i ain’t callin’ you
you always lookin’ for love, [?] lookin’ for me, ooh
when i don’t got the stick on my side how i just feel like i’m the man
she said that she wanted a hug, girl, i can not come for you
[chorus]
she wanna f-ck with the gang, wanna f-ck with the squad (she wanna f-ck with the squad)
hey, boy, you is broke and we don’t know who you are (boy, you is broke and we don’t)
look at the g.o.a.t., no one can tell us apart (no one can tell us apart)
he take him down with this choppa, gon’ rip him apart
you don’t gotta worry about that sh-t, don’t gotta worry, nah
he better worry about that stick, leavin’ him buried, huh-huh
i’m goin’ up now they sick, doin’ him dirty, huh-huh
that n-gga wanna be in my team, you ain’t even worthy, huh-huh

- slump6s

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