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F YOUR FLOWERS

H3rizon

R&B/Soul

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H3rizon - F YOUR FLOWERS (OFFICIAL VIDEO)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
H3rizon
H3rizon
Performer
Bernadette Marquez
Bernadette Marquez
Vocals
Gabrielle Montalbo
Gabrielle Montalbo
Vocals
Tiara Nyuzo
Tiara Nyuzo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bernadette Marquez
Bernadette Marquez
Composer
Cyrus Villanueva
Cyrus Villanueva
Composer
Gabrielle Montalbo
Gabrielle Montalbo
Composer
Jasmine Marie Khan
Jasmine Marie Khan
Composer
Tiara Nyuzo
Tiara Nyuzo
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kelvin Avon
Kelvin Avon
Producer
Philippe Marc Anquetil
Philippe Marc Anquetil
Producer

Songteksten

'Cause baby it's an effort Know that I feel better without I make you turn every time I see you around And it ain't okay I'm okay (na, na) I gotta let you know that All the shit that you do It don't put me in the mood I'll make a move if you don't leave me alone now You'll get what you deserve It's guys like you with the nerve Can't take no for answer I don't need more than I already got and Now it's time to cut all the kindness I'm spelling it for ya Baby it's an effort Know that I feel better without I make you turn every time I see you around And it ain't okay I'm okay (na, na) No shade but you make me wanna F.U.C.K up your flowers (na, na) F.U.C.K up your flowers (oh, oh) This ain't a game, fuck your flowers F.U.C.K up your flowers And I've been making lists (lists) If you wanna be in my busi—(ness) Chopping up all these leaves When you gon leave? I'ma go snip (snip) Dropdown, got the top off Throw the keys out, pity party Locked out, 'cause you'r fucked up Gonna smoke out like I'm Marley I've been telling you, telling you'll never get this While you been picking your petals like I'm your missus, no Saying, 'Does she love me, does she love me' (no, I don't) I don't give a 'Cause baby it's an effort Know that I feel better without I make you turn every time I see you around And it ain't okay I'm okay (na, na) No shade but you make me wanna F.U.C.K up your flowers (na, na) F.U.C.K up your flowers (oh, oh) This ain't a game, get your flowers (watch me) F.U.C.K up your flowers F.U.C.K, F.U.C.K up your— F.U.C.K, F.U.C.K up your— F.U.C.K (F.U.C.K), F.U.C.K up your— F.U.C.K (F.U.C.K), F.U.C.K up your— F.U.C.K (F.U.C.K), F.U.C.K up your— F.U.C.K (F.U.C.K), F.U.C.K up your— F.U.C.K (F.U.C.K), F.U.C.K up your— F.U.C.K (F.U.C.K), F.U.C.K up your—
Writer(s): Bernadette Marquez, Cyrus Villanueva, Gabrielle Montalbo, Jasmine Marie Khan, Tiara Nyuzo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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