| Now I told shorty to curve! |
| She like curve? |
| I’m like curve!
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| She like what that mean? |
| I’m like that mean get away from me. |
| Ya breath stink
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| you heard of TicTacs?
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| Curve man get outta here. |
| If Big Pun was alive, he’d tell you, 'Go that way.
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| ' Curve!
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| From Ecuador, extra raw
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| Repertoire, like the reservoir
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| Few Beretta scars, get ya neck ajar
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| Respect it Pa, don’t believe, better call
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| I need a fr-fr-fre freak, I mean a tramp ma
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| And my dick you can lick like a stamp ugh
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| And ya back you can arch like a ramp ma
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| Get a helmet you about to get rammed hard
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| I’m Rambo, Commando, Camacho
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| Ya disappear, Vamanos, Vato
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| Got doe, Gwap ho, Shots go
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| Ratt ratt taat how could he not know
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| Louie socks though, you can see the logo
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| And I chop blow blow no homo
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| Shoot out in the woods no po-po
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| He wired, the deal a no go yo
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| I get dough though, he a no show
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| I’m so high high in the low low
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| I ain’t gotta address but yo I gotta get dressed
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| Come watch a mobster get fresh
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| Lennon and ostrich on deck
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| I kno ya’ll wish that them shots would’ve shot me to death but Death becomes me,
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| you a mummy
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| I’m out of ur flesh dummy money bustin outta my socks and my sweats
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| Get cash but a lot of my gwaps in a check
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| That’s my word, if homie actin absurd and he sort of like a bird,
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| then tell tha dude to curveee
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| Girls too, if she gettin on ya nerves and she got a lot of nerve then tell the
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| girl to curveee
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| Curve nigga, no curve trick
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| Curve nigga, no curve trick
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| Curve nigga, no curve trick
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| Curve nigga, no curve trick
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| Yo, Damn Cam why they startin wars?
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| Boston Garden kitchen, parquet floors
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| Little pimps, watch them whores
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| Slide em to the crib, right inside her ribs
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| Right outside her ribs, right inside her chips
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| Please stop watchin me
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| Look, diamonds around her wrist, house behind the cliffs
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| Left her equivalent, to 600 dimes of piff
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| Off the winner menu, I’m from a different venue
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| These nike’s??, don’t ask, discontinued
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| Must this continue, one clip will end you
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| Please stop watchin me
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| I can’t front baby girl I’m something to watch
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| I ask you one thing girl, you comin or not
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| I make sugar melt, you don’t need killa help
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| My doors are suicide, bitch go kill ya self
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| Since ya feel ya self, nine mill will steal ya health
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| Please stop watchin me
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| I kno a lot of ya’ll hatin wanna clap me still
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| Listen good, I don’t care how you actually feel
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| Cause I’m actually real, for real wrapped in steal
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| And the roof open up like a happy meal
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| Get a steel grip, you won’t feel shit
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| We move single file like we on a field trip
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| Get ya permisson slip, can you vision it
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| Empty the gun son, put in a different clip
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| That’s my word if homie actin absurd and he sorta like a bird, then tell tha
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| dude to curveee
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| Girls too, if she gettin on ya nerves and she got a lot of nerve then tell the
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| girl to curveee
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| Curve nigga, no curve trick
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| Curve nigga, no curve trick
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| Curve nigga, no curve trick
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| Curve nigga, no curve trick |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Curve , by - Cam'Ron. Song from the album Crime Pays, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп