Diva-Nati

Her big booty
Bouncin like a strippers
A clatchet chick
So thick
Like a Popeyes biscuit
Girl you the shit
I'll Wet wipe ya
That gap in between her thighs
See that pussy from behind
I wanna get on that slide
Water tunnel ya
She say she got the WAP
And like to beat if it BOP
We can dance TiKTok
Girl i challenge ya
Oh you just wanna tease
Mickey mousing For the cheese
I can see that
Ya
Been Doing your thang
She say that these niggas
Just bring her more pain
She taxing a nigga
Then set them a blaze
Alicia for keys
You don't know my name
She say
To play
You first gotta pay
I call her Beyoncé
That bitch love to slay
She'll weekend a nigga
To F U C K
You mess up her weave
She'll make yo ass pay
She hood
Lip like Megan good
Smoke woods
Only fans cause a man
Said she should
Trading stocks on the side
Cause she could
She a boss
And she make it understood.
Got hittas in the trap
Pow uhhh
To keep her kids and her sistas
Belly full
She a bull
With the pull
Yes uhh
Yoga pants
She Showing cake cake
Can blow a nigga down
Like it is her birthday
Niggas on a race
But hers money first place
Basic ass bitches on her gram
Hate hate
Fuck her ass raw
You might make a mistake
Juvenile court
Your ass just caught a case
She a cash cow
Milking nigga good aye
Can't tell this bitch nothing
She a savage and she paid

She a Diva-nati
She a Diva-nati
She a Diva-nati
She a Diva-nati

Shawty got a different color wig
For every day of the week
And Baby keep her face beat beat beat
She keep a sugar daddy
Got a man that think they steady
And she got three niggas
Side piece piece piece
She got a Benz and a Beamer
And fuckin a Range Rover
Condo in L.A.
All for free free free
She will even fuck a bitch
Quick to strap on a dick
And put thirsty ass hoe
Straight to Sleep sleep sleep
But not for free
I'm loving it
call me Mc
I got the D
Oh you smiling
50 grand for her teeth
Jimmy cho on her feet
In her purse she got the heat
Miss Miami
Got exercise niggas
Thinking they can make her ass bigger
And they try to can get
All up in her
She make them pay for dinners
Then they feel like the gone win her
She jerked on his dick
Straight blue balls that nigga
Uh
That bitch going hard
Yeah
She breaking these lame nigga heart
Yeah
Married to the money
Pussy taste like honey
Queen bee with a sting
Leaving scars
Yeah
She the plug
To keep
The street with the drip
Get rooms at the Dream
Hotel to dip
In the pool
Looking for who
Gone pay
For her next whip
Aye
She woke
Crystals and candles
And oh
Sloppy top
She be snatching niggas soul
Dang girl you really turn a nigga on
Her pimp game strong
Giving dogs a bone
To bury in all three of her holes
If You a fuck nigga
Best believe
You Gonna get chose

She a Diva-nati
She a Dive-nati
She a Diva-nati
She a Diva-nati



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Writer(s): Annmarie Jimenez
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