Curveball (Official) lyrics

by

Honey C


[Verse 1: Honey Cocaine]

Tell this b*tch "I swerve"
Every thot n*gga getting curved
That n*ggas the worst
Can’t buy my trust with a perf
Got to learn to swim before you surf
Put it on a turf
These motherf*ckers got nerve!
You can get murked on the curve
Don’t be actin absurd
I ain’t even saying no words
I just do my thing like, like..
pus*y ass n*gga with the stank breath
Spendin all your money on hoes
Ain’t got a thang left
You weak n*ggas on the same flex
And them boys get swerved
Cause I just can’t stress
In your girl whip trying to spit game
Acting all crazy for some sh*t fame
You at the club in the same outfit
Came with the same loud b*tch
n*gga ain’t about sh*t

(chorus)
n*gga getting on ya nerve
Kick his ass to the curb
Hit his ass with a curve
Tell that b*tch n*gga "swerve"
Kick his ass to the 'burbs
Hit him fast with a curve
Curve!
f*ck,f*ck trying to talk, that's a curve ball
He don’t stop, throw a curve ball
You can get dropped by a curve ball
Now hit his ass with this curve ball
[Verse 2: Honey Cocaine]

You know the motto
"Honey never fall in love"
Especially not no motherf*cking scrubs
You need something, holla at me for the block
But you don’t be trying to holla for no love
Motherf*cker I’m not dumb
Motherf*cker I’m the bomb
You f*cking with me trying to get on
Money never short-- stay long
I don’t love ‘em
Tell me am I f*cking wrong?
I throw a curve, curve
He ain’t giving up
Thats the worst, worst
All them bad b*tches in his work, work
Curve, curve, curve, curve!
Swerve, switch lanes and I ditch his ass
Like I ain’t wearing my retainers, I shift his ass
Now he tripping I ain’t hitting him back
Tell the f*ck boys stop we ain’t getting attached

(Chorus)

Curve x4
You can get dropped with a curve ball
Now hit his ass with this curve ball
Curve x8
(Chorus)
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