CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : The Cure

If there's a cure for this I don't want it, don't want it
If there's a cure for this I don't want it, I don't want it

Yeah, ugh
Lately I've been runnin' like a half back (Ugh)
I could back it up and give 'em cash back (Ooh)
Wrap a rubber band around a hundred large
Then challenge your favorite rapper to a hundred bars
I'm one the Mars, I'm out of this world
I'm out of my mind, in and out of your girl (Yah)
I get bored with these itty bitty (Whores)
I go skrt skrt in a pretty pretty ([?])
I [?] the motherf**kin' money
Run up in the bank and tell the teller I'm the Unabomber
I'ma do it momma, I'ma do it honest
I'ma do the honors, I'm the new Obama
I'ma bring change to the ghetto
Bought my girl cuban chains and stilettos
The drip drop Range, on them deep dish thangs
b*t*h, everything dope like we flip 'caine, King

If there's a cure for this I don't want it, don't want it
If there's a cure for this I don't want it, I don't want it