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