[Intro: Lil Wayne]
I Aint nervous
I swear to God I aint Nervous

naw, naw
and Im laughin at them #~!!@ ^!$$%s
and that #~!!@ %#@! they doin

gettin cake like Im Jewish
my ^!$$% Drake he Jewish
I swear to God I aint nervous, naw


[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Ok, I swear to God I aint nervous

I swear to God I aint nervous
I say I swear to God I aint nervous
I got her workin, twerkin, and slurpin my syrupin

aint got no problems in this (*##$ for certain
I see you turning up with your turn up aint workin
just want some mouth and lip service, yeah

Im gettin head behind the Maybach curtains

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

ok Im straight edge, no ricochet
that #~!!@ boneless, that Chick-Fil-A
I $#&@ with real riders, and they tickets paid

^!$$%s crying wolf, while I wipe them tears away
I swear my mama trust my work
so I give these hoes that work

they say the best things in life are free
so thats why it cost for you to get murked
have my pants saggin like $#&@ it

Im still on my business, spent my birthday in jail
I was making bad decisions, saw my enemy at the light
I told Marley light the weed,

then I lit them ^!$$%s up before that mother$#&@er turn green
your (*##$ ride my like a go kart
I pay that #~!!@ like Mozart,

I mozart these hoes hearts and then after that they worseless

[Hook]


[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I like em long hair and curvy

if ^!$$%s think its a game I leave their brains on their jerseys
she said she love me, thats the molly talkin
her #~!!@ so wet, it keep sliding off it

she got a ^!$$%, but he aint me (*##$
Im the original gangsta, he the remix
girl do you use that same mouth to kiss your mama?

I say only God can judge me, $#&@ your honor
yeah, her birthday suit is her pajamas
she said I didnt know your dick was a recliner

I punch her man in his eye give him a shiner
I blind him
him and whoever co-signed him

I get Adam like Yolanda
Young Money Cash Money Obama
its $#&@ the world no condom

if he twisted, Ill unwind him
and this pistol came with a silence,
but I swear to God he heard it


[Hook]


[Verse 3: Boo]
on that Pat Ryan Im swervin
game tight like virgins

got a bad (*##$ she Persian,
call her AK when she squirtin
you see the ^!$$%s Im with,

that boy Boo the %#@!
as long as I got a face, your (*##$ got a place to sit
yeah Im wildin' off them shroomies,

aint got no worries like Tunechi
all my chicks be boosie
wanna hold hands, then watch movies

I be like God damn, make a ^!$$% lose it
aint no talkin, lets get to it
real ^!$$%s winnin, fake ^!$$%s losin
(*##$ I leave that #~!!@ with bruises


[Hook]