Young Chris - Nothing to Worry About (Remix) lyrics

C'mon everybody let's all get down, let's all get down, let's all get down C'mon everybody let's all get down, let's all get down, let's all get down C'mon everybody let's all get down, let's all get down, let's all get down [x3] [Hook] C'mon everybody let's all get down, let's all get down, let's all get down I've got nothin' to worry about C'mon everybody let's all get down, let's all get down, let's all get down I've got nothin' to worry about [Verse One: Wale] Why would I worry? I am forever blessed That "Brings Me To Life" in a sense, Evanes-scence The fence they was on about my rap sk**s They over now, now my lawn like a yard sale Huh I'm just sellin' my thoughts there You'll be rich in 2010 if you bought shares I ain't bullsh**tin', I am Chris Barch here I deserve cheers how I rap tour every year Got shows on top of shows In between ba**, yes, I tour onto/Toronto What you call hate I call motivation Why worry if the single were to heal the nation? Why worry if the single play on every station? You should worry if every single critic don't hate ya I've been through all the bull, switch formation Get your paper, see you later [Hook] C'mon everybody let's all get down, let's all get down, let's all get down I've got nothin' to worry about C'mon everybody let's all get down, let's all get down, let's all get down I've got nothin' to worry about [Verse Two: Young Chris] Never break, took a break though But I'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though This is that Kobe and reason this is a Lake show Hustle from Regis and Kelly into the Late Show Cat is doin' what he know just to make doe Still lay low between the treble and the ba** though Friend or foe, n***as still can't tie the lace though n***a who? Yeah okay, if you say so Little haters can't mess up how my day go f**in' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though Treat her like a kid, let her run through the play though/Play Doh By the way yo, fresh day though (K.O.!) Hey ho With or without H.O Forever on my J.O Era of the 8-0's Clips in the play clothes Trips in the cake holes who*es on the track and your b**h on the pay roll [Hook] C'mon everybody let's all get down, let's all get down, let's all get down I've got nothin' to worry about C'mon everybody let's all get down, let's all get down, let's all get down I've got nothin' to worry about [Verse Three: Rhymefest] Why everybody so serious? Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown But I came to get down 2 Live Crew, +Doo Doo Brown+ Tax free, that's me, my money got acne Cause I break it out a lot $50 chickenpox $100 measles man, issue me with ego man Ride around in Cadillacs (Oh he got an ego man) Hey This should be illegal man I can buy your publishin' like Michael did the Beatles band (hee hee!) I'll beat your a** into a fetal stance And DJ's play my records cause I make the needles dance +I Was Born By The River+ like Sam Cooke But I'm in the Bible like Moses, read the damn Book In parties, I part seas, these partly MC's, can hardly temp me, you entry Level Beginner You low zero and I beat all y'all a** in a game of Guitar Hero [Hook] C'mon everybody let's all get down, let's all get down, let's all get down I've got nothin' to worry about C'mon everybody let's all get down, let's all get down, let's all get down I've got nothin' to worry about