Don’t Worry (My Shorty)

Lyrics
[Intro: Rufus Blaq] Uh huh yeah, come on (Rufus Blaq) What's up, what's up, what's up Dont worry (Money flowin, [?] girls sweatin' That don't mean he love you ,baby) Don't worry Stick it out [?] temptation Stick around, girl Yeah, yah [Verse 1: Rufus Blaq] Yo Yo Yo U da bomb in ya lace wit da hot body Work it out uh dont stop mami Drop on me Can't afford to lose you And watch all these small time cats choose u With their third eye dey could abuse u Hear u on da park bench sayin boohoo All these player haters wanna do is do u Spend a little dough and brew you booze too It ain't Cristal he bringin u bru bru Showin u love shit dat few do [Verse 2: Spinderella] Oh is that so Then who was that hoe That you was 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 [Chorus: Rufus Blaq] Don't worry My shorty Don't you like tha way I dish out tha cash yeah yeah Can't you understand that I miss dat ass uh huh Dont worry My shorty Baby I know you wanna make it last I'm the one thatta take care of that ass [Verse 2: Spinderella, Rufus Blaq] Baby it's real in my field and tha grass is green You ain't got game, you jus lie and scheme You wasn't talkin all dat when I was freakin you out Eatin you out But you taste sweet in my mouth That ain't what it's about Cuz love and respect You can keep ya 6 figure checks and ya 'Lex I remember when u wuz spendin dem Whippin in my Lex whitcha friends and dem Ha ha I remember when a balla in tha makin When I took you from Okies ta Tims Den I took myself from Tims to Gators Im tha owner of the team, no longer a player [Chorus: Rufus Blaq] Don't worry My shorty Don't you like tha way I dish out tha cash yeah yeah Can't you understand that I miss dat ass uh huh Dont worry My shorty Baby I know you wanna make it last I'm the one thatta take care of that ass [Verse 3: Rufus Blaq] Keep ya mind on ya money and ya heart on keeping it Love's gon be ther, never try seeking it If u ain't ballin dont try speaking it You got a good girl, you shouldn't be out freaking shit I'm tha cure for tha common cat Never been a typical and I won't let a nigga 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 don't I fell for an ass 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 you know that got dough And ain't gettin sweated fo tha cash flow It's hard out there, dont doubt me We get down now, shorty, stick it out wit me [Chorus: Rufus Blaq] Don't worry My shorty Don't you like tha way I dish out tha cash yeah yeah Can't you understand that I miss dat ass uh huh Dont worry My shorty Baby I know you wanna make it last I'm the one thatta take care of that ass Don't worry My shorty Don't you like tha way I dish out tha cash yeah yeah Can't you understand that I miss dat ass uh huh Dont worry My shorty Baby I know you wanna make it last I'm the one thatta take care of that ass [Outro: Rufus Blaq] [?] And remember, temptation is your mother
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