A Ma Maniére Lyrics

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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