paroles de chanson Curtains - Album Version (Edited) - Lil Wayne feat. Boo
I
ain't
nervous,
I
swear
to
God
I
ain't
nervous
And
I'm
laughing
at
them
pussy
niggas
and
that
pussy
shit
they
doin'
I'm
getting
cake
like
I'm
Jewish,
my
nigga
Drake
he
Jewish
I
swear
to
god
I
ain't
nervous,
okay
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
slurping
my
sepernt
Ain't
got
no
problems
in
this
bitch-for
certain
I
see
you
turnin
up
but
your
turn
up
ain't
workin
Just
want
some
mouth
and
lip
service
Yeah,
I'm
getting
head
behind
the
Maybach
curtains
Ok
I'm
straight
action-no
ricochet
That
pussy
boneless,
that's
Chick-fil-a
I
fuck
with
real
riders
and
they
tickets
paid
Niggas
cryin
wolf,
well
I'll
wipe
them
tears
away
I
swear
my
momma
trust
my
work,
so
I
give
these
hoes
that
work
They
say
the
best
things
in
life
are
free,
that's
why
it
cost
for
you
to
get
get
murked
And
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
turned
green
Your
bitch
ride
me
like
a
go
kart
I
play
that
pussy
like
Mozart
I
Mozart
these
hoes
hearts
then
after
that
they
wordless
Man,
I
swear
to
God
I
ain't
nervous
I
said
I
swear
to
God
I
ain't
nervous
I
dont
know,
I
swear
to
God
I
ain't
nervous
And
that
pussy
don't
get
purchased,
ho
Ain't
got
no
problems
in
this
bitch
for
certain
I
see
you
turnin
up
but
your
turn
up
ain't
working
I
like
em
long
haired
and
curvy
And
if
niggas
think
its
a
game,
I'll
leave
their
brains
on
their
jerseys
She
say
she
love
me,
thats
the
molly
talking
Her
pussy
so
wet
it
keep
sliding
off
it
She
got
a
nigga
but
he
ain't
me
bitch
I'm
the
original
gangster,
he
the
remix
Girl,
do
you
use
that
same
mouth
to
kiss
yo
momma?
I
say,
only
God
can
judge
me,
fuck
your
honor
And
her
birthday
suit
is
her
pajamas
She
say,
I
didn't
know
your
dick
was
a
recliner
I'll
punch
your
man
in
his
eye,
give
him
a
shiner
I'll
blind
him,
him
and
whoever
cosign
him
I
get
Adam
like
Yolonda
Young
Money
Cash
Money's
Obama
Its
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!
Yea,
and
I
swear
to
God
I
ain't
nervous
Na,
I
swear
to
God
I
ain't
nervous
Bitch
I'm
the
God,
I
should
be
rapping
in
a
turban
Ain't
got
no
problems
in
this
bitch
and
thats
for
certain
I
see
you
turning
up
but
your
turn
up
ain't
working
Baby,
I
just
want
some
mouth
and
lip
service
She
gone
ride
this
dick
like
the
Kentucky-Derby
On
that
Pat-ron,
I'm
swerving
Game
tight
like
virgins
I
gotta
bad
bitch,
she
Persian
Call
her
AK
when
she's
squirting
You
see
the
niggas
I'm
with,
that
boy
Boo
the
shit
As
long
as
I
got
a
face,
yo
bitch
got
a
place
to
sit
Yea,
I'm
wilding
off
them
shroomies
Ain't
got
no
worries
like
Tunechi
All
my
chicks
be
boogey,
wanna
hold
hands
then
watch
movies
I
be
goddamned,
make
a
nigga
lose
it
Ain't
no
talking-
lets
get
to
it
Real
niggas
winning,
fake
niggas
losing
Bitch
I'll
leave
that
pussy
with
bruises
Girl,
I
swear
to
God
I
ain't
nervous
I
swear
to
god
I
ain't
nervous
No,
you
know
I
swear
to
god
I
ain't
nervous
I
got
her
workin,
twerkin
and
slurping
My
serpent
Ain't
got
no
problems
in
this
bitch
and
that's
for
certain
You
fuck
with
Tunechi,
you'll
end
up
a
Missing
Person
She
got
Lil
Tunechi
on
her
booty,
in
cursive
I'm
getting
head
behind
the
Maybach
curtains
Ya
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