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bouquets - griffin hale lyrics

[chorus 1]
you my west coast, baby, you my west coast
you my west coast, darlin’ you my west coast
you my west coast, baby you my west coast
you my west coast girl
you my west coast, baby, you my west coast
you my west coast, darlin’ you my west coast
you my west coast, baby you my west coast
you my west coast girl

[verse 1]
i think of you when i been on the road
see the way you bat your eyes and that crinkle in your nose
got me shook, i ain’t lyin
like its tough to decide if i’ma try to get your name
or ya headsp-ce
talk about the stars on your bed, maybe switch it up
better livi, west coast
bet the homies say so
once they get a taste, well they prolly ain’t be headi home
ya know we got the recipe
its women weed and weather, doctor said its what we need
so we been mixin’ up the 3 – it’s all g
and with the women specifically?
well, it’s somethin’ bout the way that they been smilin’ at me
i’m catchin’ hiney off a heineken
grimy but you know the ladies like me when i’m rhymin’ sl!ck
aight, sh-t, see i ain’t tryna brag
but honestly you missin’ on some love if ya’ll ain’t headed west
we got the sh-t that makes your heart sing
comin’ out the trees like baby won’t ya spark it with me?

[verse 2]
the story always start the same
i see ya laughin’ at your friends, scared to ask your name
thankfully i’ve had a few already, i’m walkin’ right up
sayin’ baby won’t ya step outside, the night young
we could be walkin’ the streets just us
maybe talk about the world and how the fakes add up
and when we get to your door –
our eyes meet and for a second i swear
the clock stops and i could die right there
you know i’m singin’ at the top of my lungs
we spendin’ weeks wrapped up
and yea the weed add up but it’s all love
we ain’t been keepin’ score
i know ya feel the pull
push me when ya feelin’ low
but look it ain’t a thing to me
’cause when the winter ends its all spring

[chorus 2]
and yeah the flowers look best when i been with ya
petals fallin’ down, got me grinnin’ off the sh-t
how the h-ll have i been feelin’ so low, huh?
how the h-ll ya got me feelin’ so low

[verse 3: atwood]
you the type of girl that i’d love fallin’ asleep to
and make me wanna wake up even more so i could see you
we spring outta bed with a kiss and some weed too
and for breakfast you make chocolate chip waffles for my sweet tooth
a loss to some but a goddess to me
swear my thoughts of you have rung for as far as can see
she pluckin’ chords of my heart like guitars with the string
and that warm buzz it get me reminiscent of spring
i said come on baby, it’s all love round here
i’m gettin’ fined, oh ya got me spendin’ dough my dear
think i’m in love witcha
maybe i’m just in my feels
but see everything i wanted yea it’s all right here

[verse 4]
and you would always tell me nothin really matters long as i got you
but it never went both ways – i’m sick of it
listen, it’s still love but i been chillin up above with the clouds
i ain’t need ya now
but honestly if things change… hit the line
i’m doin fine but i prolly wouldn’t mind another chance to look into your eyes
like oh they so fine

[verse 5]
it’s sorta funny how life like to circle
how i see it’s cycles, beat rhymes
record a piece of mind and leave it well placed
h-ll, save the memories
like thank ya, bet we meet again
it’s 80 ways to keep a friend
like baby you could reach a pen, yeah
but if you really won’t take that time
then in the morning i’ma walk out fine, oh yea
hold my window seat, i been rollin’ out the airport weeded
sheesh, i been bleedin’ trees, i been bleedin’ trees
resin in my veins and t–th i been patient
scrubbin’ out the sour taste now
scrubbin’ out the sour taste now
oh you got me scrubbin’ out the sour taste now
peace in the mornin’
i got peace in the evenin’
the suns on my skin and i feel so easy
so long to my spirit
so long to my soul
hold tight, in some years we’ll be home

- griffin hale lyrics

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