Cam'ron Curve Lyrics:
[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 geta way from me ya breath stink you herd a
tick tacks curve man gett outta here if big pun
was alive he'd tell you to go that way curve
[Verse 1: Cam'ron] From equador extra raw repitwar like the reservoir
few bretta scars get ya neck ajared Respect ya paw
don't believe better call I need a fre fre 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 geta helmet you about to get ran hard I'm
rambo camando comacho ya disappear vamanose vato
got doe gwap hoe shots go ratt ratt taat how could
he not kno louie socks tho you can see the logo
and I chop blo blo no homo shoot out in the woods
no po po he wired the deal a no go yo I get dough
tho he a no show I'm so high high in the low low I
ain't gotta addressbut yo I gota get dressed come
watch a mobster get fresh lennon and ostrich On
deck I kno ya'll wish that them shots woulda shot
me to death but that's because me you a mummy I'm
out to get flesh dummy money bustin outta my
socksand my sweats get cash but alota my gwaps in a check
[Hook: Juelz] Ugh that's my word if homie actin obsurred and he
sorta like a bird then tell tha dude to curve
girls to if she gettin on ya nerves and she gota
Lota nerve then tell the girl to curve
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/J8lm ][Chorus: Cam'ron] Curve nigga no curve trick Curve nigga no curve
trick Curve nigga no curve trick Curve nigga no curve trick
[Verse 2: Cam'ron] Yo damn cam why they startin wars forced in garden
kitchen parkay floors lil nymphs watch them whores
slide em to the crib right in side 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 equalivent ta 600
dimes of pif off the window menu I'm from a
diferent venue these nike's don't ask discontinued
must miscontinue 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 suicde bitch go kill ya self since ya
feel ya self now I'd love to steal ya health please
Stop watchin me chea I kno alota 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 steal 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 ugh
[Hook: Juelz] that's my word if homie actin obsurred and he
sorta like a bird then tell tha dude to curve
girls to if she gettin on ya nerves and she gota
Lota nerve then tell the girl to curve
[Chorus: Cam'ron] Curve nigga no curve trick Curve nigga no curve
trick Curve nigga no curve trick Curve nigga no curve trick
[Talking: Cam'ron] Ya'll kno what it is harlem aye yo hood I'm a get
you some publishing on this one dog hundred 40th
harlem you kno what it is persona
Lyrics: Curve, Cam'ron [end]