Curve

[Talking: Cam'ron]

Now I told shorty to curve! She like curve? I'm like curve!

She like what that mean? I'm like that mean get away from me. Ya breath stink you heard of TicTacs?

Curve man get outta here.. If Big Pun was alive, he'd tell you, 'Go that way.' Curve!

[Verse 1]

From Ecuador, extra raw

Repertoire, like the reservoir

Few Beretta scars, get ya neck ajar

Respect it Pa, don't believe, better call

I need a fr-fr-fre freak, I mean a tramp ma

And my dick you can lick like a stamp ugh

And ya back you can arch like a ramp ma

Get a helmet you about to get rammed hard

I'm Rambo, Commando, Camacho

Ya disappear, Vamanos, Vato

Got doe, Gwap ho, Shots go

Ratt ratt taat how could he not know

Louie socks though, you can see the logo

And I chop blow blow no homo

Shoot out in the woods no po-po

He wired, the deal a no go yo

I get dough though, he a no show

I'm so high high in the low low

I ain't gotta address but yo I gotta get dressed

Come watch a mobster get fresh

Lennon and ostrich on deck

I kno ya'll wish that them shots would've shot me to death but Death becomes me, you a mummy

I'm out of ur flesh dummy money bustin outta my socks and my sweats

Get cash but a lot of my gwaps in a check

[Hook]

That's my word, if homie actin absurd and he sort of like a bird, then tell tha dude to curveee

Girls too, if she gettin on ya nerves and she got a lot of nerve then tell the girl to curveee

Curve nigga, no curve trick

Curve nigga, no curve trick

Curve nigga, no curve trick

Curve nigga, no curve trick

[Verse 2]

Yo, Damn Cam why they startin wars?

Boston Garden kitchen, parquet floors

Little pimps, watch them whores

Slide em to the crib, right inside her ribs

Right outside her ribs, right inside her chips

Please stop watchin me

Look, diamonds around her wrist, house behind the cliffs

Left her equivalent, to 600 dimes of piff

Off the winner menu, I'm from a different venue

These nike's??, don't ask, discontinued

Must this continue, one clip will end you

Please stop watchin me

I can't front baby girl I'm something to watch

I ask you one thing girl, you comin or not

I make sugar melt, you don't need killa help

My doors are suicide, bitch go kill ya self

Since ya feel ya self, nine mill will steal ya health

Please stop watchin me

I kno a lot of ya'll hatin wanna clap me still

Listen good, I don't care how you actually feel

Cause I'm actually real, for real wrapped in steal

And the roof open up like a happy meal

Get a steel grip, you won't feel shit

We move single file like we on a field trip

Get ya permisson slip, can you vision it

Empty the gun son, put in a different clip

[Hook]

That's my word if homie actin absurd and he sorta like a bird, then tell tha dude to curveee

Girls too, if she gettin on ya nerves and she got a lot of nerve then tell the girl to curveee

Curve nigga, no curve trick

Curve nigga, no curve trick

Curve nigga, no curve trick

Curve nigga, no curve trick