Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bodega Flowers , by - Skyzoo. Release date: 09.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bodega Flowers |
| I want flowers but I don’t wanna tell you I want flowers |
| 'Cause then you just gonn' get me flowers 'cause I want flowers |
| But I want you to get me flowers 'cause you wanna get me flowers |
| I shouldn’t have to tell you how much I want flowers |
| Salute to the petals, give them an echo |
| Round of applause you loop it, don’t ever let go |
| Handing bodega flowers out through the ghetto |
| The slab where the rose come from the color of metal |
| Medals being rewarded or metal for being dormant |
| Tryna get a handle on what you built like Geppetto |
| Sweet as geletto, gelato |
| Pronunciation errors full throttle |
| Like blue lives tomorrow |
| The same as they did the day before |
| The only thing we got in common’s not to play along |
| Like you’ll get what you’re came here for |
| Black attire in response to red roses |
| My attire matching the strap that they left smoking |
| So if we should get involved maybe we should do the same |
| One fist in the air the other moving who remains |
| Flowers for the thought of it |
| Another set for the section that’s in support of it |
| My man straight out the gutter and he’s an alderman, boxed every corner in |
| Eric Garner tees through his City Hall offices |
| Shout out Khalif Rainey |
| Flowers for whoever deserve em before they take me |
| Love is love, greatly |
| But back to the shit that made me |
| If seeing is believing then that could be what betrayed me |
| Shit I saw too much, or it could be the shit that saved me |
| So whether or not anybody reciprocate me, flowers is never maybes |
| Not at all |
| Hook (BJ The Chicago Kid): |
| Don’t wait |
| Don’t wait 'till they’re at the gates |
| To tell them you appreciate |
| I think you should tell em |
| Don’t wait |
| Give them their roses while they came smell them |
| While they’re alive you should tell em |
| Bodega flowers, buy you a set, buy you what’s left |
| Catch em all 'til it’s credit galore, kindly in debt |
| Said it can’t be that hard, outta respect |
| I’m 6'1, 215, obvious threat |
| So a bouquet, is always appreciated |
| But will never be asked for, just bet I react off |
| What’s left on this crash course, the motive you blast for |
| Everything front and center, I don’t ever reach back for |
| Made sure my peoples lit up the front like the dashboard |
| Ain’t a flower missing, ain’t a reason to snatch yours, at all |
| Still and all we clipping all, down 'til the ceiling fall |
| Respect died, heads high, kill them with the nah |
| Flowers for who bout it, ain’t no twitching in their palms |
| Reasoning surrounds it, intuition get involved |
| Then your face mask sneak off, race draft recall |
| Give us Larry David and y’all can take back Shameik Moore |
| Or maybe I’ll just school him some, get to retooling son |
| Word to Miles Morales ignoring his father’s badges |
| In the middle of November how I’m bumping summer madness |
| Next to these Fort Greene high rises that’s so attractive |
| More or less |
| More or less there you have it |
| Less is never more but it be more than we’d imagine |
| Ceiling on the floor, truly yours, automatic |
| And every flower out the corner store wrapped in plastic, for real |
| Hook (BJ The Chicago Kid): |
| Don’t wait |
| Don’t wait 'till they’re at the gates |
| To tell them you appreciate |
| I think you should tell em |
| Don’t wait |
| Give them their roses while they came smell them |
| While they’re alive you should tell em |
| Outro: |
| I want flowers but I don’t wanna tell you I want flowers |
| 'Cause then you just gonn' get me flowers 'cause I want flowers |
| But I want you to get me flowers 'cause you wanna get me flowers |
| I shouldn’t have to tell you how much I want flowers |