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buddhå lefløre. - precious flower lyrics

[intro: l.leflore jr.]
man…just listen how sad this sh-t sound

[interlude: kryptonite]
let this be the last goodbye
the last time i stand here broken hearted
the last time i chose you over myself
the last time i say, this is the last time
i love you. but this my dear lover is the last goodbye

[verse 1: l.leflore jr.]
uh
threw a rose to show that i appreciate you
strip off your clothes so he can manipulate you
in your poem, i can see that you’re going through a lot in this world
why put yourself through so much h-ll, just to be seen as “his girl”?
he tryna buy your happiness with diamonds and pearls
make you think you’re the only one when really he’s f-ckin’ ten somethin’ of girls
honestly to me, you’re very smart and talented
he said, “it’s wrong” but he still kept tappin’ it
grip you by the arm to make you sit on it, so you sat on it
he reply “no” to you, but suspect you not to p-ss on it?
i hate when a female bow down to a n-gg-
cause he got her thinkin’, that’s how you stay down for a n-gg-
now look at her, she’s looking like a clown for this n-gg-
she hates him, but she still f-ckin’ around with this n-gg-
she craves him, she don’t mind doing another round with this n-gg-
had me in tears, when you was pouring your heart out to that mic
your words of wisdom had inspire me to go home and write that night

[hook]
“she’s the silly little girl”
with a broken heart and even worse mind
she have to lie to her friends tellin them that she’s “fine”
she sits there thinking for hours
realizing that he’s happy without her
she thought he was the only one who believe in her, when everybody doubt her
her weakness give that n-gg- power
he lied to her sayin’, he won’t hurt her precious little flower
yeah…her precious little flower, d-mn

[verse 2: l.leflore jr.]
look
when you had walked on stage, i was wondering about you
like, where you from and who you are?
cause baby you a star—no, not the famous type
i mean the type to light the night time
she said, “i can tell you like to write rhymes”
well that’s true, i never made more sense until i met you
i hope that impressed you, i’m not the type to undress you, i’m the type to address you
i wanna get to know you, don’t think i’m here to stress you
i heard you was emotionally unstable, girl i’m here to bless you
hearing them bars makes you giggle
hearing them poems makes my ears wiggle
our hearts are warm up by the soft sound of the fiddle
smile at me and i smile back you
i feel so free every time i’m with you
it’s crazy how i got close to you
i’m glad he wasn’t able to do what he had to do
cause if he did, i wouldn’t be here with you

[outro: kryptonite]
promise me this is the last goodbye…

- buddha leflore lyrics

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