Flowers - Bibi Bourelly

Boy you should’ve got me flowers

Man you should’ve held the door

I know I smoke a lot of marijuana

But I’m not your little whore

I’ve been awake for hours

And I ain’t trying do no more

You should’ve taken me on dates

Like the Eiffel tower

And loved me back down to the floor

Boy, you a fraud

If you like it or not

Give me what you got then nigga

Give me what you got

I gave you my heart

You tore it apart

Give me what you got then nigga, shit

Give me what you got

Just give me what you got

Woulda, coulda for them fuck boys

That don’t get 'round to being real

And boy you should’ve never listened to your homeboys

And gave a fuck 'bout how I feel

You should’ve bought me flowers

Man you should’ve held the door

Boy, you a fraud

If you like it or not

Give me what you got then nigga

Give me what you got

I gave you my heart

You tore it apart

Give me what you got then nigga, shit

Give me what you got

Just give me what you got