Manners Maketh Man

Imma gay, Imma whore
I'm drinking a glass of ron
I'ma kill, I'ma doll
And you're my stupid boy
Imma sick, Imma torn
I'm thinking jump from my

My, My, My boy
Dancing with the dark blues
Riviera girls
Look at me my white pearls
My my my my boy
My my my my boy
Yeah you

I'ma cute, I'ma hall
I'm driving in the walls
In my school I was sad
My teacher don't love me

Cuz I, I, I Loved a boy
A boy dancing with dark blues
Riviera boys
Look at me with my boys

My my my boys
Yeah
Ah, ah ah ah, oh-oh

I watch the sky
I raining over me, over you
Don't make my cry
I'm a real boy
Oh

My My My boy
Dancing with the dark blue uh
Yeah

Uh girls uh uh uh
Ah my girls
Oh oh
Ah



Credits
Writer(s): Patricio Andrés Quintana, Patricio Quintana, Tomás Figueroa
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