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David Versis - The Curse (Little Bastard) lyrics

Uh, yeah
Look who walked into the fucking room
It’s Mr. I’ve-been-here-since-I-came-out-my-mother’s-womb
Flow harder still boy, fuck what you feel boy
No strings attached, I’m a muhfucking real boy
They caught in lies, their nose are growing
Their skirts are lifted up I think their hose are showing
Generous with these degenerates trying to exploit ya
Ellen Degeneres I’ll take the top off the Porsche
Uh, It’s that new shit, big shit, cool shit
Matching with a pool shit, dropping out of school shit
Shit, but, you know that I got my degree
So I ain’t ever sweating nothing, arm pit on your g, yeah
Nobody doing it like I do it
Never get tied to it
Women drain their eye fluid
Cause I don’t share time
No I’m a time-sharer
I stays clean
The James Dean
Of my era

Watch what you say homie, don’t even speak
If you got nothing good to say don’t say nothing at all
Women at the show, that I met her last week
Are just waiting by the phone, wondering why I never call
I get down like, I get I get down like (hey)
I get down like, I get I get down like (hey)
I get down like, I get I get down like
Got nothing good to say don’t say nothing at all

Coming with new shit, tell me can you handle it
Screaming out ‘C4’, bout to sink your battleship
I swear, they hang on every single word that I’m thinking up
Then they play my records and I watch their faces wrinkle up
You know I’m cooler than the other side of the pillow get
Have ‘em standing in the shadow casted by my silhouette
And these days I’m doing everything I planned to
My CD the reason their eject button looking brand new
Fuck, is you brand new?
Pour me a drink hoe
Easy on the ice, Imma sip slow
I’m easy on the eyes, women get low
Nintendo whips roll up in the 6-4
I can’t see ’em they ain’t even in my spectrum
I stay on my shit, on my shit, so I wrecked them
Yeah I’m back dude, the mood right
Versis is at-CHU
Gazuntite

Watch what you say homie, don’t even speak
If you got nothing good to say don’t say nothing at all
Women at the show, that I met her last week
Are just waiting by the phone, wondering why I never call
I get down like, I get I get down like (hey)
I get down like, I get I get down like (hey)
I get down like, I get I get down like
Got nothing good to say don’t say nothing at all

You know Versis gon’ throw something on you girl if you let him
Dancing all sleazy with underwear just poking out your denim
Plus you wearing that blouse that your chest is looking fierce in
Think you’re Doc Rivers though, wanna put a Pierce in
She just wanna have fun, she just wanna party hard
Slipping on that Whitney Houston looking for a bodyguard
Drinks all around, as much as you can grab
I put’em on your girl, who put’em on your tab
Just so tomorrow you could go to friends and you can brag
About how you know Versis and how he gone throw you on a track
Yeah, right
Like Imma throw you on my back
Get off that, I’m off that, never looking back
Yeah, and Imma take the game to newer heights
Driving down Lakeshore, looking out for blue and whites
I ain’t rolling kush but someone round me’s rolling trees up
Seat back, feet up
Peace out, V’s up

Watch what you say homie, don’t even speak
If you got nothing good to say don’t say nothing at all
Women at the show, that I met her last week
Are just waiting by the phone, wondering why I never call
I get down like, I get I get down like (hey)
I get down like, I get I get down like (hey)
I get down like, I get I get down like
Got nothing good to say don’t say nothing at all