Na I shorty to curve, she like curve? I'm like curve She like what mean, I'm like that mean get away from me Ya stink, you heard a tic tacs? man, get outta here Big Pun was alive tell you to go that way, curve
From Ecuador, extra raw, repituar, like the Few Beretta scars, get ya neck ya pa, don't believe, bet a card
I a freak, I mean a tramp ma And my you can lick like a stamp uh And ya back, you can arch lick a ma Get a you about to get ram hard
I'm Rambo, commando, You'll disappear, vamanose Got doe, gwap, hoes, go Ratt, tatt, tatt, how could he not
socks tho, you can see the logo And I chop, blo, blo, no out in the woods, no po, po He wired the a no go yo
I get tho, he a no show I'm so high, high, in the low, low I ain't got a but yo I gotta get dressed Come watch a mobster get Linen and on deck
I know ya'll wish that them shots woulda shot me to But death because me, you a mummy, I'm out to get Dummy money, bustin' outta my and my sweats Get cash but alota my gwaps in a
That's my word, if homie actin' And he sorta a bird then tell tha dude to curve Girls too, if she on ya nerves and she gota Lotta then tell the girl to curve
nigga No trick Curve No trick
Curve No trick nigga No curve
Yo, damn Cam, why startin' wars? in garden, kitchen, parkay floors Lil' pimps, them whores Slide 'em to the crib, right in her ribs Right outside her ribs, inside her chips stop watchin' me
Look, diamonds around her wrist, house behind the Left her equivalent to 600 of piff Off the winter menu, I'm from a venue These Nikes, don't ask, discontinued, miscontinue One will end you Please stop me
Yeah, I can't front girl, I'm somethin' to watch I ask her one thing, "Girl, you or not?" I make scrilla melt, you don't need help My doors are suicide, bitch, go yaself you feel yaself, .9 mill to steal ya health Please stop me
Yeah, I know a y'all hatin' wanna clap me still Listen good, I don't care how you feel 'Cause I'm real, for real wrapped in steel And the roof open up like a meal
Get a steel grip, you won't shit We move single file, we on a field trip Get ya slip, can you vision it? Empty the gun son, put in a clip
That's my word, if homie actin' And he sorta like a bird tell tha dude to curve Girls too, if she gettin' on ya nerves and she Lotta nerve then tell the to curve
nigga No trick Curve No curve
Curve No trick Curve No curve
Hundred 40th, you know what it is