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I Ain't Nervous lyrics

Performer Lil Wayne

I Ain't Nervous song lyrics by Lil Wayne official

I Ain't Nervous is a song in English

I ain't nervous
I swear to God I ain't nervous
Naw, naw
And I'm laughin at them pussy niggas
And that pussy shit they doin
Gettin cake like I'm Jewish
My nigga Drake he Jewish
I swear to God I aint nervous, naw

[Chorus]
Ok, I swear to God I ain't nervous
I swear to God I ain't nervous
I say I swear to God I ain't nervous
I got her workin, twerkin, and slurpin my syrupin
Ain't got no problems in this bitch for certain
I see you turning up with your turn up ain't workin
Just want some mouth and lip service, yeah
I'm gettin head behind the Maybach curtains

Ok I'm straight edge, no ricochet
That pussy boneless, that Chick-Fil-A
I fuck with real riders, and they tickets paid
Niggas 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 that's why it cost for you to get murked
Have my pants saggin like fuck it
I'm 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 niggas up before that motherfucker turn green
Your bitch ride my like a go kart
I pay that pussy like Mozart,
I Mozart these hoes hearts and then after that they worseless

[Chorus]

I like em long hair and curvy
If niggas think it's a game I leave their brains on their jerseys
She said she love me, that's the molly talkin
Her pussy so wet, it keep sliding off it
She got a nigga, but he aint me bitch
I'm the original gangsta, he the remix
Girl do you use that same mouth to kiss your mama?
I say only God can judge me, fuck your honor
Yeah, her birthday suit is her pajamas
She said I didn't 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
It's fuck the world no condom
If he twisted, I'll unwind him
And this pistol came with a silence,
But I swear to God he heard it

[Chorus]

On that Pat Ryan I'm swervin
Game tight like virgins
Got a bad bitch she Persian,
Call her AK when she squirtin
You see the niggas I'm with,
That boy Boo the shit
As long as I got a face, your bitch got a place to sit
Yeah I'm 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 nigga lose it
Aint no talkin, lets get to it
Real niggas winnin, fake niggas losin
Bitch I leave that pussy with bruises

[Chorus]
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