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letra de pretty in pink - petrina delacey

(chorus)
making some risks, i’m not hitting no bricks
i got diamonds on me
ridin’ the whip and my reflexes quick
feel like lightning mcqueen
my flow’s pretty sick i’m the flyest of chicks
i feel pretty in pink
adventures like rick, except it’s with jesus
with the spirit, i’m free
my life is so crazy, it’s bonkers
i’m sweet as can be, like i’m wonka
i used to smoke weed, who are you telling?
but now i’m a sober as cara
reality check, i was lost
in the back of the car, i was smarter
rebellious teen, like avril lavigne
maturity kind of advanced

(verse)
but that is no shade to the man who was hurting himself
and thеn hurting me more in the procеss
i know he was just figuring it out
the water was living, i drank it
and god said he’d keep me alive
didn’t deserve to hear your voice in the back of that car
on that sunniful day but you figured a way how to reach me
i cried, i felt nothing inside
but you steered me away from destruction, that was about to eat me alive
(chorus)
making some risks, i’m not hitting no bricks
i got diamonds on me
ridin’ the whip and my reflexes quick
feel like lightning mcqueen
my flow’s pretty sick i’m the flyest of chicks
i feel pretty in pink
adventures like rick, except it’s with jesus
with the spirit, i’m free
my life is so crazy, it’s bonkers
i’m sweet as can be, like i’m wonka
i used to smoke weed, who are you telling?
but now i’m a sober as cara
reality check, i was lost
in the back of the car, i was smarter
rebellious teen, like avril lavigne
maturity kind of advanced

(bridge)
let it breathe
let it breathe
let it breathe
let me grieve
let me grieve
let me grieve
(chorus)
making some risks, i’m not hitting no bricks
i got diamonds on me
ridin’ the whip and my reflexes quick
feel like lightning mcqueen
my flow’s pretty sick i’m the flyest of chicks
i feel pretty in pink
adventures like rick, except it’s with jesus
with the spirit, i’m free
my life is so crazy, it’s bonkers
i’m sweet as can be, like i’m wonka
i used to smoke weed, who are you telling?
but now i’m a sober as cara
reality check, i was lost
in the back of the car, i was smarter
rebellious teen, like avril lavigne
maturity kind of advanced

- petrina delacey

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