Lyrics Asher Roth – Flowers On The Weekend
Text:
I don’t ever wanna do what you do
Got a bunch of gluten in your doodoo
I be in the shed making heat, heat
You be YouTube 480P
On the back porch and around back
Bet you didn’t know that my mom rapped
Hit me with a text «You the bomb, Ash»
I’m like…
My girl brings me flowers on the weekend
Making sure I can still smell them
My girl brings me flowers on the weekend
Making sure I can still smell them
Gimme that
I’m framing photos from Mexico sitting in my living room
Be looking pretty from the interior decorating
My lady be slaying, I ain’t playing
I’m playing like only Mozart on vinyl when I wake up
No pay cuts, only getting raises and bonuses
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only that potent shit
I’m growing and going in
My flow is some stoicness
A poet that coexists with the ?
Coincidences ?
Make sure I finish my sentences
Dementia is no friend of the penmanship
I make all my friends, they never forgetting my friendliness
No reason to censor it
I love the smell in September, it’s kinda like…
My girl brings me flowers on the weekend
Making sure I can still smell them
My girl brings me flowers on the weekend
Making sure I can still smell them
Gimme that
My girl brings me flowers on the weekend
Making sure I can still smell them
My girl brings me flowers on the weekend
Making sure I can still smell them
Gimme that
