I Want My Flowers
Aye
I want my flowers like a jealous lover
I want my flowers like you owe me an apology
I want my flowers like i hate my first time
I want my flowers like funeral
I want my flowers like am your
Number one numero
I want my flowers like a garden
Show me i wanna have it
Timing will tell
If I love you or am good at
Hiding it well
Lets go
Not today not prepared
Heaven know you are as fine as hell
You say I shouldn't snap it yet
But you look good when you not prepared
Then I let the camera tell
You make a designer wear
Look like they ain't designing well
Get em out of here
Your ex is a kinda jerk
I can tell by standing here
I can tell by reading all the messages
He kinda sent
I can tell you tired of men
I can tell you tired of waiting for a heaven sent
That's gonna be with you
When you ride through hell
But am right in here
Lemme grab your hands
Your eyes make diamonds look like
They ain't shinning well
Your smile make me crack joke twice
So you can smile again
Get your papa here
Get your mama here
Gat few things I gat to share
You living without a rent
Few months now inside my head
Few months now inside my brain
Let us get a house instead
Cause I know I live in yours
And it ain't hard to tell
Tho am not prepared
But love don't give you sign
When it hit
Like a sniper that was paid real fine
For a hit
You look just way to fine
Just to hit
So let me hit the point
Please be mine for a keep
Love you fine as hell
If I can tell
Ouuu please be mine for a keep
Get your papa and your mama here
You fine as hell
Am not good at hiding well
You make all designers wear
Look like they ain't designing well
I know that joke is dry as hell
But I just want you smiling girl
Your eyes gat lights saying
Diamonds ain't shinning well
Ask you if you like Adele
Cause am about to sing
All of her songs for you from 9 to 10
Come play with my nappy hair
My arm is a nineties chair
You can come and nap in there
Is okay is not a thing
Am gonna be your heaven sent
Each time that you would ride through hell
Talk to me I understand
Yeah I grab it grab my hand
Yeah I know you gat some fears
But here is the plan
I'm gonna love you till
All of them disappear
Show you how it feels
To love a decent man
Kiss you hands
Till it gat some wrinkles there
Love you till our daughter
Have a little girl
Love you till you no longer
Recognize my face
I want my flowers like a jealous lover
I want my flowers like you owe me an apology
I want my flowers like i hate my first time
I want my flowers like funeral
I want my flowers like am your
Number one numero
I want my flowers like a garden
Show me i wanna have it
Timing will tell
If I love you or am good at
Hiding it well
Lets go
Not today not prepared
Heaven know you are as fine as hell
You say I shouldn't snap it yet
But you look good when you not prepared
Then I let the camera tell
You make a designer wear
Look like they ain't designing well
Get em out of here
Your ex is a kinda jerk
I can tell by standing here
I can tell by reading all the messages
He kinda sent
I can tell you tired of men
I can tell you tired of waiting for a heaven sent
That's gonna be with you
When you ride through hell
But am right in here
Lemme grab your hands
Your eyes make diamonds look like
They ain't shinning well
Your smile make me crack joke twice
So you can smile again
Get your papa here
Get your mama here
Gat few things I gat to share
You living without a rent
Few months now inside my head
Few months now inside my brain
Let us get a house instead
Cause I know I live in yours
And it ain't hard to tell
Tho am not prepared
But love don't give you sign
When it hit
Like a sniper that was paid real fine
For a hit
You look just way to fine
Just to hit
So let me hit the point
Please be mine for a keep
Love you fine as hell
If I can tell
Ouuu please be mine for a keep
Get your papa and your mama here
You fine as hell
Am not good at hiding well
You make all designers wear
Look like they ain't designing well
I know that joke is dry as hell
But I just want you smiling girl
Your eyes gat lights saying
Diamonds ain't shinning well
Ask you if you like Adele
Cause am about to sing
All of her songs for you from 9 to 10
Come play with my nappy hair
My arm is a nineties chair
You can come and nap in there
Is okay is not a thing
Am gonna be your heaven sent
Each time that you would ride through hell
Talk to me I understand
Yeah I grab it grab my hand
Yeah I know you gat some fears
But here is the plan
I'm gonna love you till
All of them disappear
Show you how it feels
To love a decent man
Kiss you hands
Till it gat some wrinkles there
Love you till our daughter
Have a little girl
Love you till you no longer
Recognize my face
Credits
Writer(s): Latino Perrico
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