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Flores – Fool’s Gold (Reprise) Lyrics

Boy I been here before Crying up all night Ive been wondering if you Feel me when Im paining Oh I’ve been wasting My whole damn life chasing Yhese hopes and praying oh I… Im a fool for waiting For you to change Im a fool for hoping That you could save us No you couldnʼt save us No you couldnʼt save us

Flores – Fool’s Gold Lyrics

why you acting so childish boy you got some mileage running that mouth boy what thats about? taking me for a ride on that carousel hey round n round we go you were just for show I been weakened thinking about you every weekend you ainʼt so good at lying so boy wipe that smile why you smiling I got all youre things to the left of me you wont be the death of me I need all your things out by three i got company Adios c ́est la vie st. laurent thats all me bb you get your things take your love and the dick but I loved you let me one good look at you aint that a shame x3 why you patronising oh you me despising the fuck outta you spend my two cents the antidote is you gotta to go round n a round we go chasing fools gold I been wasting all of my tears on the pavement you aint the one, Im done fighting cause boy Im the only one crying I Got all your things to the left of me you wont be the death of me no you wont be the death of me ain’t that a shame

Flores – Nopales Lyrics

Mustʼve been 21 just a baby hard to love, that’s just connotation couldʼve been any girl with some patience did you love me or did you fake it? all this so called love, its done faded And I tried and I tried yeah stay by your side by your side yeah always down for the ride yeah all my life for you gave my tribe to lose and I shouldʼve caved when you flew away and I licked my wounds and I paid my dues from your Fickle Love baby Fickle Love It’s that Fickle Love baby It’s that Fickle Love Fickle Love

Flores – Mayahuel Lyrics

I sold you all that good-good love The kind that gets ya’ high as fuck Mayahuel, la mágica Drip so good You fell in love Pistol in my hand, I know my way with it You broke in my heart and gotta away with it, baby Gambled it away, now you playin’ with me You stole the goods, now we high speed chasing down… Route Nobody plays me for a Fool You really got me good He broke my heart in México Take me back southbound, down the río He broke my heart in México La-la, ay, ay-ay-ay-ay, mentiroso, lie, lie, lie Ay, ay-ay-ay-ay, mentiroso, lie, lie, lie Oye, niño, what you running from? Did my love get you on the run? Mayahuel, la diosa Drip so good It messed you up When you turned your back, I got the blade for it When you took the stand, I took the blame for it, baby Used to be the plug, but you bailed on me You stole my love Now you know I’ll be aiming for you-you-you-you-you-you Don’t you beg me not to shoot Look what you’ve gone and made me do Look what you’ve gone and made me do, baby He bro

Flores – Brown Lyrics

que bonita morena mijita linda, boriqua aqui for you baby I need all my ladies zapatistas Imma ride w you liberdad we gonʼ die for you abuela in ya soul built that backbone loot the land they stole So when they ask you where your people come from when they ask you where your people come from 16,000 years we here valleys stained of blood and tears Mexica let them know this the land weʼve sewn laid the seeds that grow Brown skin Brown Love we Brown People with Brown Issues Brown skin Brown Love we Proud People with Brown Issues San Antonio que llora no justicia pa los pobres no llores mijito stop taking my people la guerilla Imma ride with you mi bandera we gon die for you abuela in my soul need that revolucion take back the land they stole so when they ask you where your people come from when they where your people come from 16,000 years we here valleys stained of blood and tears mexica let em know this the land we sewn laid the seeds that grow Brown skin Brown Love we Brown People with

Flores – Sangre Lyrics

9 children are killed by a gun in my country There is gun on every street in every community in my country There is a gun in every police officers uniform sworn to protect American Lives from invisible threats they have in their minds one man down one less brown one black life one less strife while a mexican woman is murdered by a gun yes an american one. Everyday her body lays in the street and cops wonʼt bother cant find a man to blame… so her name just fades away…oh just another day somethings just never change cause they always find a way dont they? keep us paying for a price we thought wed paid exploitation destabilisation gentrification degradation assimilation you name it homicide genocide American guns American cages American prisons American hatred its all the same shit you cant tell me to close my eyes I cant breath when I See them cry for their mothers for their fathers I . C . E stealing children in the night lawless hooded white gestapos unleashed dogs, sniffing for fox ho

Flores – American Dirt Lyrics

She came here looking for love, land and freedom What’s a girl to do? You acting like that water made of aether But your people drank it, too Grandmama was a farmer She turned the earth into fruit, yeah Tired hands, we are the truth Sunkissed, we are the roots That’s my baby, mi mamí, abuela Got my cousin, mi tías y suegra Got my baby in the back reading Huelga White truck pull up, Vicente bumping in the back, yeah, yeah (Viva México, Cabrones!) Fuck your freedom and your feelings, too And I don’t want your watered down versions of truth Fuck your freedom and your feelings, too We don’t need your watered down versions of truth Fuck your freedom and your feelings, too We don’t need your watered down versions of truth Wait in line, wait in line, wait in line At the borderline, borderline, borderline Wait in line, wait in line, wait in line At the color line, color line, color line Wait in line, wait in line, wait in line At the borderline, borderline, borderline Wait in line, wait in lin

Flores – 915 Lyrics

I remember those days skipping football games, making out under bleachers hiding from our teachers do you remember? I remember sneaking out to album park looking up at the stars, wondering which one was ours dreaming we’d be big big stars somedays I miss you all those memories when I Remember how it used to be I remember curfew running from the cops oh shit please don’t tell mom I wish I could turn back the clock, say one more I love you to my pops we were getting high starting fires, running wild remember 3am whataburger parking lot we said we would find a way to make it out someday Damn we grew like weeds and we smoked that shit too laid up in your back seat doing more than kids do when I remember how it used to be