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Lletres: Ayo. Flowers.

Flowers come in different colors and shapes
They're all incomparable 'cause no one's the same
On this big plot of land, there's a million righteous men
Waiting to pick a flower and make her a women

How come you cannot see your majesty?
You're a flower, that itself makes you beautiful
How come you cannot see your glory?
You're a flower, you've got to love yourself

I am a rose but I did not know
I was stuck in a dread yard, impossible to unfold
But when God sent It's light and he gave me life
I knew that I would go to places where I could grow

How come I could't see my majesty?
I'm a flower, that itself makes me beautiful
How come I could't see my glory?
I'm a flower, I've got to love myself

How come you cannot see your majesty?
You're a flower, that itself makes you beautiful
How come you cannot see your glory?
You're a flower, you've got to love yourself

You, you, you
You, you, you (gotta love yourself)
You, you, you (gotta love yourself)
Can't you see you're beautiful?
You gotta love yourself