paroles de chanson Cure In My Cup - T. Mills
I
got,
I
got
the
cure
in
my
cup
(Heyyy)
I
got,
I
got
the
cure
in
my
cup
Girls
got
me
rushing
with
the
pussy
got
me
hungry
I
like
my
hoes
flexible
In
my
mouth
like
gum
bitch
Speaking
at
a
gun
speed
They
don't
know
what
hit
'em
They
keep
coming
back
for
more
and
that's
when
I
just
quit
em'
I
talk
on
my
phone
just
so
she'll
leave
me
alone
Just
because
we
fuck
doesn't
mean
I'll
take
you
home
Hoe
you
got
to
go
Hoe
you
got
to
go
Cause
I
do
my
own
thing
and
if
you
didn't
now
you
know
I
sit
back
and
smoke
kill
Life
is
fucking
short,
that's
why
I
live
for
thrills
Eyes
hella
pale
Favorites
with
me
still
I
know
i
I'm
not
perfect
this
is
just
how
I
deal
Comin'
hella
heavy
with
a
secret
Cure
in
my
cup
and
I'm
about
to
drink
it,
drink
it
Everything's
better
when
I'm
leanin'
I've
figured
this
shit
out,
so
now
I
will
be
screamin'
Show
me
a
good
time
I
wanna
feel
like
this
all
night
I
got,
I
got,
I
got
the
cure
in
my
cup
We
got
bitches
in
the
back
Yea,
they
throw
their
hands
up
We
flyin'
while
we
drivin'
We
don't
give
a
fuck
I
got
the
cure
in
my
cup
I
got,
I
got
the
cure
in
my
cup
I
hang
out
late
with
girls
from
different
states
They're
cool
for
a
night
but
not
the
type
I
would
date
They
give
me
weed,
so
I
guess
I'm
down
to
kick
it
And
they
swear
they
don't
but
I
know
they
wanna
picture
Blow
it
in
they
face
if
they
don't
wanna
hit
it
Cause
I'm
hittin'
everything
bitch,
I'm
in
the
triple
digits
Cold
hard
cash
money
chillin
in
the
fridge's
I
don't
have
a
bank
account,
I
just
keep
it
in
my
kitchen
I
do
shit
different,
better
then
you
thought
I
would
I
can't
even
think
right
now,
even
though
I
probably
should
I'm
with
the
futuristic,
timeless
I'ma
break
her
back,
break
her
back,
spineless
But
if
tonight
takes
a
turn
for
the
worst,
the
cure
in
my
cup's
gunna
quench
my
thirst
Ya,
you
got
in
the
party
but
you
showed
up
first
I
showed
up
late
with
good
times
to
disperse
Show
me
a
good
time
I
wanna
feel
like
this
all
night
I
got,
I
got,
I
got
the
cure
in
my
cup
We
got
bitches
in
the
back
Yea,
they
throw
there
hands
up
We
flyin'
what
we
drivin'?
We
don't
give
a
fuck
I
got
the
cure
in
my
cup
I
got,
I
got
the
cure
in
my
cup
Don't
forget,
don't
forget
the
rest
I
won't
forget,
I
won't
forget
the
rest
of
me
I
let
it
get,
I
let
it
get
the
best
of
me
Comin'
hella
heavy
with
a
secret
Cure
in
my
cup
and
I'm
about
to
drink
it
Everything
better
when
I'm
leanin'
I've
figured
this
shit
out,
so
now
I
will
be
screamin'
Show
me
a
good
time
I
wanna
feel
like
this
all
night
I
got,
I
got,
I
got
the
cure
in
my
cup
We
got
bitches
in
the
back
Yea,
they
throw
there
hands
up
We
flyin,
what
we
drivin'?
We
don't
give
a
fuck
I
got
the
cure
in
my
cup
I
got,
I
got
the
cure
in
my
cup
(X2)
![T. Mills - Ready, Fire, Aim!](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/h/q/v/w/hwmfpswvqh.jpg)
1 Intro
2 Friday Night
3 Couldn't Do You
4 Me First
5 I Live High
6 Stupid Boy
7 Your Favorite
8 Cure In My Cup
9 On
10 Purr Like A Cat
11 Let's Ride
12 She Got A...
13 Steal The Radio (Bonus Track)
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