The Bodega chords by Skyzoo

SimplifiedAm · G · Dsus4 · C · D …

Am
G
Dsus4
C
D
Em
Bm

Intro 1

Dsus4

Verse 1
Am 
I want flowers,
but I don't want to tell
you I want flowers
Cause ain't you just gon'
give me flowers?
Cause I want flowers,
C 
Am 
but I want you to give me flowers
Cause you wanna give me flowers
I shouldn't have to tell you
how much I want flowers
C 
Am 
Salute to the pedals, give em a   echo
G 
Am 
Round of applause, you loop it,
C 
Am 
don't ever let go
Handin' bodega flowers
out through the ghetto
The slab where the rules
come from the color of metal
Medals being rewarded,
C 
Am 
a medal for being dormant
Try and get a handle on what
you built like Geppetto
C 
Am 
Sweet as gelato, gelato,
pronunciation errors full throttle
Like Blue Lives, the Marble,
D 
the same as they did the day before
Am 
C 
Am 
The only thing we got in common
is not to play along
C 
Am 
And you get what you came in for
Black attire in response to red roses
Mind tied matching the strap
that they left smoking
So if we should get involved
C 
then maybe we should do the same
Am 
One fist in the air, the other movin',
C 
who remains?
Am 
Flowers for the thought of it
Another set for the section
that's in support of it, right?
My man straight out the gutter
and he an alderman
C 
Am 
Boxed every corner in Eric
Em 
Am 
C 
gonna tease through his city hall offices
Am 
Shoutout Khalid Brainy
Flowers for whoever deserve them
before they take me
Lovers love greatly,
but back to the shit that made me
C 
If seein' is believin',
Am 
then that could be what betrayed me
C 
Should I soar too much,
Am 
or it could be the shit that saved me
So whether or not anybody
reciprocate me
C 
Am 
Flowers is never maybes,  not at all
G 
Am 
C 
Don't wait around,
Am 
Em 
Am 
it's better you say it now
C 
Am 
Wait till they at the gates
to tell em you appreciate
You appreciate it, fuck the waiting
I think you should tell em
Don't wait around,
it's better you say it now
Give em they roses
while they can smell em
I think you should tell em
Bodega flowers, Bayou is set,
Bayou is left
Em 
Am 
Catch em all, tell us  credit galore
C 
Kindly in debt, right,
Am 
said it can't be that hard
How to respect?
I'm 6 '1, 215, obvious threat
So a bouquet is always appreciated,
C 
Am 
but'll never be asked for
D 
Am 
Just bet I react off
C 
Am 
what's left on this crash course
The motive you blast for,
heavy thing front and center
I don't never reach back for
Make sure my people's lit up
the front like the dashboard
C 
Am 
Ain't a  flower missing,
Em 
Am 
ain't a   reason to
C 
snatch yours at all
Am 
Stealing all, we clipping all,
down to the ceiling fall
Respect died, heads high,
kill em with the knob
Flowers for who bout it,
C 
ain't no twitchin' in they palms
Am 
Reasonin' surrounds it,
C 
intuition get in volved
Am 
Then ya face, man, sneak off,
race, draft, recall
Give us Larry David
and y 'all can take back Shamik Moore
Or maybe I'll just school him some,
C 
Am 
get to retoolin' some
G 
Word to Miles Morales,
ignoring his father badges
D 
Am 
In the middle of November,
how I'm bumpin' summer madness
Next to these Fort Greene high -rises,
that's so attractive, more or less
D 
Am 
C 
D 
More or less, there you have it
Am 
Less is never more,
C 
but it be more than we'd imagine
Am 
Sillin' on the floor, truly yours, automatic
And every flower out the corner store
wrapped in plastic
But leave that
Don't wait
Don't wait around,
Em 
Am 
it's better you say it now, forever
C 
Am 
D 
Wait till they at the gates
Am 
D 
to tell them you appreciate it
Am 
You appreciate it,
fuck the waiting, right?
don't know what you're telling me
Don't wait
Don't wait around,
it's better you say it now,
C 
D 
it's better you say it now
Am 
Give them they roses
while they can smell them
I want flowers,
but I don't want to tell
C 
you I want flowers
Am 
G 
Say you just gon' give me flowers,
Am 
C 
cause I want flowers
Am 
G 
Am 
But I   want you to give me flowers,
cause you want to give me flowers
I shouldn't have to tell you
how much I want flowers
C 
Am 
Bruh, I'm all for flowers
All of us, the whole neighborhood
Them shits up in me,
the neighborhood, all of us
Ain't a flower missing,
ain't no reason to snatch yours
C 
Am 
Ain't a flower missing,
Bm 
Am 
ain't no  reason to  snatch
C 
Am 
yours at all
Ain't a flower missing,
Bm 
ain't a reason to snatch yours at all
G 
Am 
Bm 
Bm 
Bm 
Am 
Am 
Bm 
There is nothing like the smell
of fresh flowers.
Don't you agree, mother sister?
Summertime.
All you can smell is the garbage.
Bm 
Smell overpowers everything.
Especially the soft, sweet smell of flowers.
If you don't mind,
I'm gonna sit right here,
catch myself a breeze or two,
and then I'll be on my way.