Rick Ross No Worries Lyrics

God forgives, I don't

Yeah, yeah, yeah

My ***** so mean, she bite down on my ****
I call her Roscoe Dash, she be writing all on my ****
My mind still on my money, my *****s still on my side
Ain't' got no worries *****, all we do is ride
Don't switch out like Pacquiao, still gone put my stacks down
Half a mill on May Weather, I count it down to my crack house
My T-shirt cost 15, my chain ran 1.3
That champagne I piss out, Crystal, **** Mitt Romney
Top down in my foreign, Double M we touring
God damn her *** fat, my bank account enormous

You can look me in my face
I ain't got no worries, I ain't got no worries, I ain't got no worries
See the sh-rooms keep me up
I ain't got no worries, I ain't got no worries, I ain't got no worries
You see money right there, yeah that's Tunechi right there (turn up)
Yeah that's Mack Maine right there, and we ain't got no worries
You see ***** right there red bone mango's right there
See them sh-roomies right there we ain't got no worries

Tunechi in this *****, e'rybody should be worried
Them ***** *****s be purring, *****es be digging me I feel buried
And if she make this **** hard, she woke up a sleeping giant
Man your ***** speak in tongues every time we speak in private
Hope your barber shop open cause we got hair triggers
Smoke so much that Smokey the Bear, have to bear with us
And that Jeep with the doors off that means that ***** sleek
All these ***** think they're the ****, I sent them up shits creek
You see Tunechi right here, give me brain ideas
It's OK if you turn up just don't turn off my light years
All I know is I do it what I'm smoking I grew it
These are Blood gang Pyru, and all rats gotta die even Stewart
On my private jet is my stewardess is your ***** *****, ***** *****
I know gold-diggers and ditch-diggers
You don't get dissed, you get disfigured
She say sorry I didn't shave so that ***** a little furry
I put that ***** in my face: I ain't got no worries
Tunechi

You can look me in my face
I ain't got no worries, I ain't got no worries, I ain't got no worries
See the sh-rooms keep me up
I ain't got no worries, I ain't got no worries, I ain't got no worries
You see money right there, yeah that's Tunechi right there (turn up)
Yeah that's Mack Maine right there, and we ain't got no worries
You see ***** right there red bone mango's right there
See them sh-roomies right there we ain't got no worries

Written by: William Roberts
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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