Artist: Lil Wayne f/ Boo Album: I Am Not a Human Being II Song: Curtains Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Lil Wayne] I ain't nervous, hehe I swear to God I ain't nervous, nawww, nah And I'm laughin at them pussy niggaz and that pussy shit they doin I'm gettin cake like I'm Jewish, my nigga Drake he Jewish I swear to God I ain't nervous, naww, he he Okay I swear to god I ain't nervous I swear to God I ain't nervous I said I swear to god I ain't nervous I got her workin twerkin and slurpin - my sepernt Ain't got no problems in this bitch, for certain I see you turnin up but yo' turn up ain't workin Just want some bottle and lip service And I got all my niggaz in that truck like an Excursion Ok I'm straight action - no ricochet That pussy boneless - that's Chick-Fil-A I fuck with real riders, and they tickets paid For them dead presidents, we will start diggin graves 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 makin bad decisions Saw my enemy at the light, shot him up before it turned green Man my niggaz got them birds, you ain't even got birdseed Yo' bitch ride me like a go kart I play that pussy like Mozart I Mozart these hoes hearts then after that they worthless [Chorusk 1: Lil Wayne] Man, I swear to God I ain't nervous I said I swear to God I ain't nervous I don't know, I swear to God I ain't nervous And that pussy don't get purchased - hoe Ain't got no problems in this bitch, for certain I see you turnin up but yo' turn up ain't workin I like 'em long hair and curvy And if niggaz think it's a game, I'll leave they brains on they jerseys [Lil Wayne] She say she love me, that's the molly talkin She 'bout to blow me, like a signing bonus She got a nigga, but he ain't me bitch I'm an 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 Yeah, 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 co-sign him, I get Adam like Yolonda Youn Money Cash Money's Obama, it's fuck the world, no condom If he twisted I'll unwind him, and this pistol came with a silence [Chorus 2: Lil Wayne] But I swear to God he heard it! Yea, and I swear to God I ain't nervous, naww I swear to God I ain't nervous, uh-uh Bitch I'm the God, I should be rappin in a turban Ain't got no problems in this bitch and that's for certain I see you turnin up but yo' turn up ain't workin (yeah) Baby, I just want some bottle and lip service She gon' ride this dick like the Kentucky, Derby [Boo] On that Pat-ron, I'm swervin, game tight like virgins Got a bad bitch, she Persian, call her AK when she's squirtin You see the niggaz I'm with, that boy Boo the shit As lonh as I got a face, yo' bitch got a place to sit Yeah I'm wildin off them shroomies, ain't got "No Worries" like Tunechi All my chicks be bougie, wanna hold hands, then watch movies I'll be God damned, make a nigga lose it, ain't no talkin, let's get to it Real niggaz winnin, fake niggaz losing bitch I'll leave that pussy with bruises [Lil Wayne] Girl, I swear to God I ain't nervous, uh-uh I swear to God I ain't nervous Now hoe you know I swear to God I ain't nervous I got her workin, twerkin and slurpin - my serpent Ain't got no problems in this bitch and that's for certain You fuck with Tunechi, you end up a missin person She got Lil Tunechi on her booty, in cursive I'm gettin head behind the Maybach - curtains Yeah~!