Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Fresh out I'm in the mix
Im 28 like for them bricks
Niggas can't tell me shit
I did my time ain't tell em shit
Now my flow on 45th
That's 7th where they selling nicks
Member tryna catch the licks
Member I was chasing chicks
Member she said she was writing back
And was gone send them pics
I should pull up on the bitch
Make her put up for the dick
She ain't got it I ain't f*cking
Unless she let my nigga hit
Blue chips fendi sweater
Gucci or the French margiela
Cash in like a bank teller
New coupe white cheddar
All these bitches wanna text
Couldn't write a damn letter
So I mind f*ck these hoes
Like I like they head better
Said I mind f*ck these hoes
Cause I like they head better
Lust this is the games that we playing
You really not gonna answer your phone
So you come home
And you don't know how to act
You staying out all late night
And you don't wanna pick up? ok
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
I started from the curb
Now I'm rocking with the best of them
All about my team tho
Cant f*ck with the rest of them
Hoes I ain't stressing them
Never been impressed with them
When I'm done sexing them
Y'all can have what's left of them
I used to play the jects nigga
Chillin with the goonz
Me and Lust was bad boys nigga
Way before loon
I walk up in the room
Niggas try to play it cool
Cause they know ya boy flyer
Than the first day of school
I get it
I'm all about that bread if you didn't know
Thats why I walk up to the dice game
Like what its hitting fo
Im all about that give and go
What you ain't get it bro
I see ya bitch I give her dick and leave
Thats a give and go
Gang
Listen mother f*cker its f*ckin 8 o'clock
You said 20 minutes
Its been like 40 minutes
What are you doing? your phone is still off
Im waiting on you turn your phone on
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Cash BFD - Swerve (feat. Lust Ducketts) Lyrics
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Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Fresh out I'm in the mix
Im 28 like for them bricks
Niggas can't tell me shit
I did my time ain't tell em shit
Now my flow on 45th
That's 7th where they selling nicks
Member tryna catch the licks
Member I was chasing chicks
Member she said she was writing back
And was gone send them pics
I should pull up on the bitch
Make her put up for the dick
She ain't got it I ain't f*cking
Unless she let my nigga hit
Blue chips fendi sweater
Gucci or the French margiela
Cash in like a bank teller
New coupe white cheddar
All these bitches wanna text
Couldn't write a damn letter
So I mind f*ck these hoes
Like I like they head better
Said I mind f*ck these hoes
Cause I like they head better
Lust this is the games that we playing
You really not gonna answer your phone
So you come home
And you don't know how to act
You staying out all late night
And you don't wanna pick up? ok
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
I started from the curb
Now I'm rocking with the best of them
All about my team tho
Cant f*ck with the rest of them
Hoes I ain't stressing them
Never been impressed with them
When I'm done sexing them
Y'all can have what's left of them
I used to play the jects nigga
Chillin with the goonz
Me and Lust was bad boys nigga
Way before loon
I walk up in the room
Niggas try to play it cool
Cause they know ya boy flyer
Than the first day of school
I get it
I'm all about that bread if you didn't know
Thats why I walk up to the dice game
Like what its hitting fo
Im all about that give and go
What you ain't get it bro
I see ya bitch I give her dick and leave
Thats a give and go
Gang
Listen mother f*cker its f*ckin 8 o'clock
You said 20 minutes
Its been like 40 minutes
What are you doing? your phone is still off
Im waiting on you turn your phone on
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Fresh out I'm in the mix
Im 28 like for them bricks
Niggas can't tell me shit
I did my time ain't tell em shit
Now my flow on 45th
That's 7th where they selling nicks
Member tryna catch the licks
Member I was chasing chicks
Member she said she was writing back
And was gone send them pics
I should pull up on the bitch
Make her put up for the dick
She ain't got it I ain't f*cking
Unless she let my nigga hit
Blue chips fendi sweater
Gucci or the French margiela
Cash in like a bank teller
New coupe white cheddar
All these bitches wanna text
Couldn't write a damn letter
So I mind f*ck these hoes
Like I like they head better
Said I mind f*ck these hoes
Cause I like they head better
Lust this is the games that we playing
You really not gonna answer your phone
So you come home
And you don't know how to act
You staying out all late night
And you don't wanna pick up? ok
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
I started from the curb
Now I'm rocking with the best of them
All about my team tho
Cant f*ck with the rest of them
Hoes I ain't stressing them
Never been impressed with them
When I'm done sexing them
Y'all can have what's left of them
I used to play the jects nigga
Chillin with the goonz
Me and Lust was bad boys nigga
Way before loon
I walk up in the room
Niggas try to play it cool
Cause they know ya boy flyer
Than the first day of school
I get it
I'm all about that bread if you didn't know
Thats why I walk up to the dice game
Like what its hitting fo
Im all about that give and go
What you ain't get it bro
I see ya bitch I give her dick and leave
Thats a give and go
Gang
Listen mother f*cker its f*ckin 8 o'clock
You said 20 minutes
Its been like 40 minutes
What are you doing? your phone is still off
Im waiting on you turn your phone on
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Old bitches curve need new hoes word
Wifey irk my nerves
Made me hit her with the swerve
Started from the curb
Bout my bread like them birds
From the jects to the burbs
North face to them furs
Writer: Curtis Little
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid