Artist: Busta Rhymes f/ Detail, Reek Da Villain Album: Catastrophic (Mixtape) Song: No Worries Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Chorus: Detail] Look me in my face I ain't got no worries I ain't got no worries I ain't got no worries See them shroomies keep me up So I ain't got no worries I ain't got no worries I ain't got no worries You see money, right there That's Tunechi, right there Yeah that's Mack Maine, right there And we ain't got no worries You see pussy, right there Red bone mangoes right there See them shroomies, right there We ain't got no worries [Verse 1: Reek Da Villain] See that pistol off of my waist So I ain't got no worries Got them snowflakes in my chain so them diamonds glowin' in flurries Got your chicken all in my face, tryin' to feed me all of that curry And I was 'bout to eat the shit up, but that kitty cat was too furry And I'm like "baby girl you crazy - baby girl you crazy" I'm not lazy I got Bronco up in that pussy, Willis McGahee You should pay me just to fuck you Few stacks, just pluck you I got golden arms, platinum fingers It's a privilege for me to just touch you bitch Yeah... got your buddy all in my whip Got 'bout 20 strong in my clip And my money long as my dick I watch birds fly on my strip I watch herbs die my strip I watch slugs fly on my grip Anytime them fucks high on my chips See that Villain, so trill That Villain boy so trill I'm top shelf in that supermarket and all you niggaz no frills That black card in my pocket, I ain't spendin' no bills Drop that molly in the champagne Why? 'Cause I ain't takin' no pills [Chorus] [Verse 2: Busta Rhymes] It's Busta Buss in the place And I ain't got no worries 'Cause I'm bustin' all in her face 'Til her vision start to get blurry Yeah, see me 'bout to get straight to it And we getting to this shit early Oh man, oh Lord, of his mercy See the way we got 'em all thirsty Bitch come and ride with me on this journey Come and straddle on my beef jerky I'm a make her sweat, the more we get dirty Bitch had a perm but now her shit curly It's Young Money right here It's The Conglomerate right here See all this bread that I'm a peel off When I get to buyin' everything up in here Shit getting' hot and gettin' all humid Poppin' that molly, actin' all stupid When they ask who the nicest in the circle Don't be mad 'cause your name ain't included If you need water flow be like fluids See the way we comin' in suited and booted When I finish with 'em I leave 'em all wounded Bitch you ain't knowin' my Level Five mutant See how this shit is really going Acting like they ain't knowing Got a nigga really digging in they pocket And every time I ask they open and closin' Look I hope you know what the fuck, what this shit is When I dig in your stomach and you curse me Go ahead and angle the pussy a whole other way I ain't got no worries, biatch! [Chorus]