MindYourManners (feat. Unusual Demont & Nate Joël)

Butterflies
Left you just as I
Can't you tell I'm losing my mind I
Can't decide
If we're wasting time
I see divide
(She said)

Baby, mind your manners
None of this will matter
Don't get too attached to love
(Promise I won't)
Does it really matter
If you're losing passion
Don't this always happen?
(Happen)

Summertime
You call it quits, don't feel no butterflies no more
Might see a future with some other guys but
They don't love you like me
Can't touch you like me
Ain't nothin' like we
Feel better than summer night
Texas light breeze, ooh baby, baby
Losin' the love is somethin' you used to, it's
Familiar to you as fallin' headfirst in it
Tell you how I'm feelin' girl I don't
Shoot to miss, no never
Name another person that could get you wetter
Patience is a virtue, you could mind it better
Wait, I ask her what are you and me
She said

Baby, mind your manners
None of this will matter
Don't get too attached to love
(Promise I won't)
Does it really matter
If you're losing passion?
Don't this always happen?
(Happen)

Look
Baby, mind your manners, find your place of peace
Both been busy lately
Cherish moments that we get to speak
The distances between us hopefully is gon' bring us close
Just don't overthink the situation
Ain't go do the most
Like asking bout other women or
Friends that I'm visiting
It never felt like home
In that home we were livin' in
Your family got love for me
I tell 'em I love 'em back
My mama told me
You don't love that girl if you hold her back
She paid a lot for school to be a dentist
See the ones around her pulling teeth for her to finish
But her mind on other business now
Said she'd get a ring, but I never brought a witness 'round
Your father know what's up, no need to sit him down
Me and you used to be guaranteed without a contract
Times you see the vision, time you try to lose contact
Connection make you nervous
You be scared it's gon' breakdown
Like do he plan on breakin' up
Or askin' for a break now?
Body to body, I know you feel emotions
Cover my hands in all of your favorite lotions
Healin' wounds I might've opened
I like our chances to go all the way
You been so far away
Can't let you be the one who got away
I won't
I won't, I won't, I won't



Credits
Writer(s): Demont, Jeremi Lewings, Nate Joël
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