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I will sing for you, or we will do, and share with you A few moments After which I shall graduate to a higher class And I hope you will come with me We’ll start from the beginning Which was about a little girl, and her name was... Good afternoon eyewitness news North Lucidia Citizens say they saw a group of four teenagers trespassing on what they’re calling a pulp garden It’s said to have been growing hallucinogenic or— I used to feel nothing, nothing, nothing Now I feel everything How you just gone walk up in this room and act like it’s all good? Put a crack up in my shield like they put crack in the hood Fuck the war on drugs, I got a war on love This feeling is limitless, running it up You set my soul on fire hmm, provider hmm Won’t lie to you, yeah-yeah All along I never knew what I had coming Best thing that you ever did was pull up All along I never knew what I had coming Best thing that you ever did was pull up Yeah, pull up on a kid Mercy Benz, fogged up Windows tint, bad intentions Prolly gon' wanna pull up Letras de cancionesProlly gon' wanna pull up Prolly gon' wanna pull up Pull up on a kid Get it lit yah, yah On a kid Get it lit yah Prolly gon' wanna pull up Prolly gon' wanna pull up Prolly gon' wanna pull up Pull up The calling cardinal sign He text and ask if I'm up and I barely bat my eyes I read between the lines Far too awake but not in the mood to be hypnotized Two side of thoughts when I see him, my mind in Gemini Lay me down in the pool wash me in the Aquemini I wish you wear me way you weigh me when I'm bapmitized You got me caught up in your battle scars and stacks of lies Your pretty self demise And I'ma sucker for stories and body warmth at night And I'm the sap the way I'm warring to being your bride Nobody know me but you and the wind So I just let the windows down when it's you on my skin Pull up Pull up on a kid Get it lit, yah, yah On a kid Get it lit, yah Prolly gon' wanna pull up Prolly gon' wanna pull up Prolly gon' wanna pull up Won’t get a ring unless I dial ya, huh Wanna grab me by my attire, huh My trade straight out the desire, huh Man, man, I thought I had a plan Somehow I knew, I’d fall victim to your voodoo You don’t believe in miracles and I don’t believe in coincidence Mother Earth gave you a hand shaking me to my core Pulp (Pulp) From Letras Mania