Miss Diabla
Hey mama, hey mama, hey ma
Baby tell me what you trying to get into
Hey mama, hey mama, hey ma
Gone & tell me all the things that you be into
Hey mama, oh na na, woah now
That lil mamacita fucking up the floor now
Hey mama, oh na na, woah now
Yea that's my lil Miss Diabla
Oh na na, lil mama from cubana
Looking like she never seen no Americana
Well baby call me Mr Gringo
I'ma work your body like I got the cheat codes
Baby nothing go together like me you & tequila
Can't none of these bitches throw it back like mamacita
Park it in my lap, seniorita take seat now
You finna make a youngin go crazy, go senile
I once was blind, but I can see now
That lil bitch a rebel, I'm a demon, she the devil
Looks can be deceiving, we up on another level
Her louis vitton purse hold the glocky so be careful
I'm rocking the Plain Jane gold bezel
I'm on another level drippin wetter than a vessel
& I can't ever settle, Yea I won't ever settle
If it's bout that paper put the pedal to the metal
Hey mama, hey mama, hey ma
Baby tell me what you trying to get into
Hey mama, hey mama, hey ma
Gone & tell me all the things that you be into
Hey mama, oh na na, woah now
That lil mamacita fucking up the floor now
Hey mama, oh na na, woah now
Yea that's my lil Miss Diabla
Baby tell me what you trying to get into
Hey mama, hey mama, hey ma
Gone & tell me all the things that you be into
Hey mama, oh na na, woah now
That lil mamacita fucking up the floor now
Hey mama, oh na na, woah now
Yea that's my lil Miss Diabla
Oh na na, lil mama from cubana
Looking like she never seen no Americana
Well baby call me Mr Gringo
I'ma work your body like I got the cheat codes
Baby nothing go together like me you & tequila
Can't none of these bitches throw it back like mamacita
Park it in my lap, seniorita take seat now
You finna make a youngin go crazy, go senile
I once was blind, but I can see now
That lil bitch a rebel, I'm a demon, she the devil
Looks can be deceiving, we up on another level
Her louis vitton purse hold the glocky so be careful
I'm rocking the Plain Jane gold bezel
I'm on another level drippin wetter than a vessel
& I can't ever settle, Yea I won't ever settle
If it's bout that paper put the pedal to the metal
Hey mama, hey mama, hey ma
Baby tell me what you trying to get into
Hey mama, hey mama, hey ma
Gone & tell me all the things that you be into
Hey mama, oh na na, woah now
That lil mamacita fucking up the floor now
Hey mama, oh na na, woah now
Yea that's my lil Miss Diabla
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Writer(s): Jordan Hill
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