Gucci Mane - Curve (feat. The Weeknd)

[Intro: Gucci Mane & The Weeknd] Huh, it's Gucci XO (yeah), 1-0 (yeah), 1-7 (yeah) Brr, brr! (Go!) [Verse 1: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane] The kid back on the whiskey Virginia Black got me tipsy I'm in L.A. like I'm Nipsey Spanish girls wanna kiss me A nigga wanna come and diss me And put a hex like a gypsy They kill themselves, no wrist bleed Got suicides on my SV She do it all for the Fendi She do it all for the Gucci (Gucci!) Baby girl wanna choose me She wanna use and abuse me I know she wanna text me (wow) I know she wanna sex me (damn) 50 thou' make her neck freeze Fuck her once like "Next, please" (brrr, brrr) My nigga, who would've thought? (Huh?) My nigga, who would've thought now? (Now) I'll be right back at the top now I'll be right back at the top now I got your girl on my finger Blowin' my phone like she's single Blowin' my phone like I'm Cee-Lo (damn) Somebody needs to come get her (like damn) [Chorus: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane] Like "woo!" With the curve (with the curve) I know you don't deserve it, know you don't deserve it I, got that work (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) I know you want the Birkin, baby, are you worth it? With the curve (with the curve) I know you don't deserve it, know you don't deserve it I, got that work (brrr) I need to know for certain (it's Gucci!) Tell me, are you worth it? [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Say I, a star was born last night Way you showed out on that dick, girl, you performed last night That's why you deserve that first class flight But bye, 'cause I just quenched your thirst last night I'm in Dubai Somebody tell the prince that the kingpin has arrived If I lived over here, I'd prolly have one hundred wives (damn!) Walkin' in the club and they like, "Gucci just arrived" (Gucci!) I ordered up a dub and then I threw it in the sky I told her I'm iight, now she look like she surprised (I'm iight) She look like a model, but a devil in disguise Bum, bum-bum-bum, I feel like Rocky in his prime You know you came to fuck, so why the fuck we wastin' time? I got the kind of wood that make a woman lose her mind I'm young, rich and handsome, baby, I'm one of a kind Just keep it real with me, baby, it won't cost you a dime (Gucci!) I know you got expensive taste and I don't even mind [Chorus: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane] Like "woo!" with the curve (with the curve) I know you don't deserve it, know you don't deserve it I, got that work (got that work) I know you want the Birkin, baby, are you worth it? With the curve (with the curve) (it's Gucci!) I know you don't deserve it, know you don't deserve it I, got that work I need to know for certain, tell me, are you worth it? [Outro: Gucci Mane] You need to know Wop!