Rufus Blaq - Don't Worry (My Shorty) lyrics

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Rufus Blaq - Don't Worry (My Shorty) lyrics

[Rufus Blaq] Dont worry 2x Yo Yo Yo U da bomb in ya lace wit da hot body Work it out uh dont stop mommy Drop on me Can't afford to lose u And watch all deze small time cats choose u In tha third eye dey could abuse u Hear u on da park bench sayin boohoo All dese player hatas wanna do is do u Spend a little doe and brew u booze to It ain't cristyle he bringin u bru bru Showin u love sh** dat few do [Spindarella] Oh is that so Den who wuz dat hoe That u wuz kissin on, trickin on, sippin mo Hands in her pants on tha dance flo Slow jam style to an uptempo Ima put it down plain and simple Funny style cats get lost to my flow [Rufus Blaq Chorus] Dont Worry My shorty Dont u like tha way I dish out tha cash yeah yeah Can't u understand dat I missed dat a** uh huh Dont Worry My Shorty Baby I know u wanna make it last Im da one datta take care of dat a** [Spinderella] Baby its real in my field and tha gra** is green You ain't got game u jus lie and scheme [Rufus Blaq] You wuznt talkin all dat when I wuz freakin u out Eatin u out But u taste sweet in my mouth [Spinderella] That ain't what its about Cuz love and respect You can keep ya 6 figure checks and ya lex [Rufus Blaq] I remember when u wuz spendin dem Whippin in my lex whitcha friends and dem Ha ha [spinderella] I remember when a balla in tha makin When I took u from Okies ta Tims [Rufus Blaq] Den I took myself from Tims ta Gators Im tha owner of tha team no longer a player [Chorus] [Rufus Blaq] Keep ya mind on ya money and ya heart on keeping it Luvs gon be der never try seeking it If u ain't ballin dont try speaking it U got a good girl u shouldn't be out freaking sh** Im tha cure for tha common cat Never been a typical and I woke let a nickel go I love my shorty in all honesty But I can't stop her if she gon leave me I make mistakes straight up who dont I fell for an a** in tha face who won't I messed up damn now my girl wanna jet Gimme tha chance to progress Now tell me How many cats u know that got doe And ain't gettin sweated fo tha cash flow Its hard out there dont doubt me We get down now shorty Stick it out wit me [Chorus]2x Tha things u do...... Tha things u do.....