Back to Top

Bailey Young! - Curve Lyrics



Bailey Young! - Curve Lyrics
Official




All that shit talking, you a hating ass bitch
Stand up to me, tell that boy to go sit
He said he got money all I see is more lint
I had your bitch tweaking the moment I roll in
I don't pillow talk I'ma curve right after sex
Pop a pill in the truck babygirl don't feel me less
I pour one shot, two shots cause I'm blessed
I wonder if his parents know he's throwing up a set
Boss up
Every time I see the money I'ma f*ck it up
I got my lil' brotha begging me to run it up
F*ck it, I'ma run it up
I go M.I.A. just to see some
I saw what I need but I don't leave none
She begging me to kick it, that don't seem fun
She flooded all my messages, I ain't read one
If you don't got the pinks, the blues, the greens then move
If it ain't money then it's f*cking up my mood
I don't pick and choose, you sit you lose
If you ain't pick it up then f*ck it be a fool
All that shit talking, you a hating ass bitch
Stand up to me, tell that boy to go sit
He said he got money all I see is more lint
I had your bitch tweaking the moment I roll in
I don't pillow talk I'ma curve right after sex
Pop a pill in the truck babygirl don't feel me less
I pour one shot, two shots cause I'm blessed
I wonder if his parents know he's throwing up a set
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




All that shit talking, you a hating ass bitch
Stand up to me, tell that boy to go sit
He said he got money all I see is more lint
I had your bitch tweaking the moment I roll in
I don't pillow talk I'ma curve right after sex
Pop a pill in the truck babygirl don't feel me less
I pour one shot, two shots cause I'm blessed
I wonder if his parents know he's throwing up a set
Boss up
Every time I see the money I'ma f*ck it up
I got my lil' brotha begging me to run it up
F*ck it, I'ma run it up
I go M.I.A. just to see some
I saw what I need but I don't leave none
She begging me to kick it, that don't seem fun
She flooded all my messages, I ain't read one
If you don't got the pinks, the blues, the greens then move
If it ain't money then it's f*cking up my mood
I don't pick and choose, you sit you lose
If you ain't pick it up then f*ck it be a fool
All that shit talking, you a hating ass bitch
Stand up to me, tell that boy to go sit
He said he got money all I see is more lint
I had your bitch tweaking the moment I roll in
I don't pillow talk I'ma curve right after sex
Pop a pill in the truck babygirl don't feel me less
I pour one shot, two shots cause I'm blessed
I wonder if his parents know he's throwing up a set
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Bailey Young
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




Bailey Young! - Curve Video
(Show video at the top of the page)


Performed By: Bailey Young!
Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: Bailey Young

Tags:
No tags yet