Prima Donna

Don't call my
Don't call my, uh

Don't call my phone hear the tone
Hang up 'cause I'm back on
She saw my stones, Rubies, Gold
Carats, got a rack on
I'm sorry mama can't do drama
While I got my Raf's on
A prima donna, she count dollars
Trust me they won't last long

She told me she want that Dolce and Gabbana
She told me she want that new Fendi and Prada
Give me a sec' my lil' shawty I got ya
I got a new bag it came with a persona
Picked up my phone and I called up my partner
Riding around pushing bills with the commas
Throwing a fit 'cause she want that designer
Shawty I love her, she my prima donna

Mamacita go crazy for a Benz
She don't want base model AMG Benz
She want a big body sitting on rims
30 15 glockie on my kin
I just hit a buck fifty on the freeway
If I get pulled over, its no release date
Swerving in, swerving out that's how we play
Bitch don't hit my line unless you down for a three way

Don't call my phone hear the tone
Hang up 'cause I'm back on
She saw my stones, Rubies, Gold
Carats, got a rack on
I'm sorry mama can't do drama
While I got my Raf's on
A prima donna, she count dollars
Trust me they won't last long



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Writer(s): Victor Mendes
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