A Ma Maniére
Yeah, yeah
A Ma Maniére, A Ma Maniére
A Ma Maniére, A Ma Maniére
I wear Denim Tears
A Ma Maniére, I wear Denim Tears
I can't shop at Sears, they think I dress weird
I put on designer need ten closets where I live
I get fly for real, I get fly for real
Fly for real, in the sky for real
I'm with a la vibe but she ain't mine for real
Watching what I'm doin' I ain't got the time for real
He shoulda went to Alex diamonds different kind for real
You know I went pearlescent, make sure they get the message
I'm so seven so New Orleans like the Essence
So in to this money, she feeling neglected
She just want my presence but I'm Santa get the cookie drop of presents uh
A Ma Maniére, I wear Denim Tears
I can't shop at Sears, they think I dress weird
I put on designer need ten closets where I live
I get fly for real, I get fly for real
She ain't for me she ain't for me she for the streets
The jewelry store on me she look Cuban so we link
She want me to treat her like somebody like she Tink
What the fuck she think, I'm Margiela I can't think
We do her together I don't cheat, met her by the beach
Cheddar like I'm Brinks, she belong to me
She can't stand her nigga but I bet she fall for me
I'm in the boutique, no shopping mall for me
A Ma Maniére
A Ma Maniére, A Ma Maniére
A Ma Maniére, A Ma Maniére
I wear Denim Tears
A Ma Maniére, I wear Denim Tears
I can't shop at Sears, they think I dress weird
I put on designer need ten closets where I live
I get fly for real, I get fly for real
Fly for real, in the sky for real
I'm with a la vibe but she ain't mine for real
Watching what I'm doin' I ain't got the time for real
He shoulda went to Alex diamonds different kind for real
You know I went pearlescent, make sure they get the message
I'm so seven so New Orleans like the Essence
So in to this money, she feeling neglected
She just want my presence but I'm Santa get the cookie drop of presents uh
A Ma Maniére, I wear Denim Tears
I can't shop at Sears, they think I dress weird
I put on designer need ten closets where I live
I get fly for real, I get fly for real
She ain't for me she ain't for me she for the streets
The jewelry store on me she look Cuban so we link
She want me to treat her like somebody like she Tink
What the fuck she think, I'm Margiela I can't think
We do her together I don't cheat, met her by the beach
Cheddar like I'm Brinks, she belong to me
She can't stand her nigga but I bet she fall for me
I'm in the boutique, no shopping mall for me
A Ma Maniére
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Writer(s): Jason Romero
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