| Hey wassup Cube?
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| Man, I’m glad I caught you at your momma' house homey
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| Wassup man? |
| You still got your pager right or you lost it?
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| (It's the curse, the curse)
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| Y’know my code right? |
| I been pagin' you for about a week man
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| I heard about the deal ya got
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| Greed, Khop
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| Check this out, you owe a nigga somethin' man
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| Do the math baby, do the math, Ch-ching
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| Do the math baby, do the math, Ch-ching
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| Do the math baby
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| Do the math baby
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| It’s the curse of money, once you get it, fool you got it
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| Buy a new pair of drawers and motherfuckers spot it
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| Niggas plotted, to have me knotted up in basements
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| Till these cocksuckers see what they’re faced with
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| Their fantasies of a life stress-free
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| Full of orgies, in the Florida Keys
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| But this bullshit is so thick, it’s like mountains
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| Sick of threatenin' all my lawyers and accountants
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| The decibels, gold diggers goin' for the testicles
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| Soon they realize, I don’t invest in hoes
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| Sometimes it’s like hell on earth
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| When everybody tryin' to get your ass for all your worth
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| It’s the curse
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math baby)
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math baby)
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math baby)
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math)
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| When you hot, they think you got more than you got
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| When you not, motherfuckers callin' you a flop
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| I just laugh, the curse everybody wanna have
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| Before you sell your soul better do the math
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| I start to scream shit like, «Mayday, Mayday»
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| 'Cause motherfuckers think it’s all grav-ay wit my pay day
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| And like I said, it’s the curse of money
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| They start laughin' at your jokes when they ain’t that funny
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| See this ass kissin' yes man
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| Shakin' hands with the left hand, get my weap-an, get to stepp-an
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| Fuck every phony ass nigga round me
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| Stick a shaft up your ass like Richie Roundtree
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| Got to have some gas money if you goin'
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| If not who you fuckin'? |
| Who you flowin'? |
| Who you owin'?
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| In '98 don’t shit come free
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| Not even hard rhymes that’s describin' these hard times
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math baby, do it)
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math baby)
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math baby)
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math baby)
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| When you hot, they think you got more than you got
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| When you not, motherfuckers callin' you a flop
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| I just laugh, the curse everybody wanna have
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| Before you sell your soul better do the math
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| To relax I smoke a stick, the shit make me sick
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| Gotta gang of new homies and relatives on my dick
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| No time for drama, busters get sprayed
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| Bitches wanna get layed and everybody need their bills paid, everybody
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| Motherfuckers, sweat me like a spy
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| They wanna kick it 'cause I, got the curse of Mulah
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| Make me wanna start scrappin' and look at me to make it happen
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| What the fuck was they doin' before Mack 10 was rappin', tell me?
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| What the fuck? |
| How can I remain a man of seven figures
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| When I’m rushed by gold diggers every time I get bigger? |
| Ch-ching
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| Like David Banner, when I tweak I turn green
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| And every time I’m seen it’s like people start to fiend
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| It’s the curse
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math baby)
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math baby, 1 million, 2 million)
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math baby, 3 million)
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math)
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| When you hot, they think you got more than you got, yeah they do
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| (The curse)
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| When you not, motherfuckers callin' you a flop, motherfuckers
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| (The curse, the curse)
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| I just laugh, the curse everybody wanna have
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| Before you sell your soul better do the math, better do it
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math baby, get the fuck outta here)
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math baby, with dollar signs in your eyes)
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math baby, ha ha, sheeit)
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| The curse, the curse
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| (Do the math)
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| Leave your ass broke
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| Rabbit ears, nigga for pockets
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| I’m cursed but I love it |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Curse Of Money (Feat. Mack 10), artist - Ice Cube. Album song The Best of Westside Connection, in the genre Поп