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50 cent - don't worry bout it lyrics

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[hook: cent]
don’t worry about how i get my money
just know i get my money
don’t worry how i spend my money, boy i got a lot
don’t worry bout that car, i don’t worry about that (?) i rock
don’t worry about them diamonds or that bezel on my watch
don’t worry about it
don’t worry about it
don’t worry about a motherf-ckin’ thing
don’t worry about it
don’t worry about it
we got a strap up in here, n-gg-s playin’

[verse 1: 50 cent]
when time p-ss and i’m not around
n-gg-s sayin’ i’m out of town
probably movin’ them bricks around
they swear they know how i get down
don’t worry about what i’m doing
don’t worry about what i’m doing
my closet full of that fly sh-t
black card when i buy sh-t
sell the sh-t you get high with
these n-gg-s on my d-ck
don’t worry about what i’m doing
don’t worry about what i’m doing
that’s your b-tch, i understand
i’ve seen it all on instagram
i’m just in the past
all bent in that -ss

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[verse 2:]

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[verse 3: yo gotti]
be worry about my record deals, i still cap my plug
don’t worry about my b-tch, pimping she get money that club
don’t be worry about my partners we get money, we eatin’
you talk sh-t about a real n-gg-, b-tch you must be tweakin’
don’t be worried about my whereabouts
money all i care about
(?) my in my neighborhood, play with me i’mma air it out
why you worry about my money n-gg-, b-tch you think i’m broke
the fed worry about what i’m doin’, think i’m sellin’ dope
i may be, and i may not
go to jail i may rot
i ain’t never gonna snitch n-gg-
never been no b-tch n-gg-
i got big guns, need a extra large
ya’ll n-gg-s got question marks
talk me down, i’m a real n-gg-, that’s how you get a hater charged

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[verse 4: 50 cent]
don’t worry about what they talkin’ about
don’t tell me what that b-tch-ss said
i down, whether you can go with her
or me at me with another b-tch (?)
don’t worry about how they look at me
my diamonds on, d-mn look at me
these groupie b-tches shook at me
wanna judge and throw the book at me
don’t worry about it
i ain’t worried about it, had time to talk to my legal team
don’t worry about it, i ain’t worried about it
these sh-theads think they get through to me
still rockin’, still rollin’
we holdin’, bill foldin’, you know it
when i start to ball out
money start to fall out
throw it up and fall out the sky
baddest b-tches go all out
whole bar get bought out, that’s what i call my lifestyle

[hook:]



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