Song of the Moment: Subtle Sexuality "Male Prima Donna"
Two of my loves in one - The Office and Music.
You don't return my texts
You say my phone don't get no texts
Whatcha you got, A-D-D?
Add it up, don't equal you and me
Like Shakespeare said, "To be or not to be"
Sometimes you're Romeo with me.
But if you ever leave me again,
I'll down a bottle of baby asprin.
I swear! I'll do it!
You're a male prima donna
But I can't help but want 'cha
I'm an independent diva
But I still kinda need ya
Together we're apart
It's tearing up my heart
I'm in hell and nirvana
'cause you're my male Prima Donna
You slammed her finger in the car door
Didn't say you're sorry, love is war,
She got stitches, it really hurt
That's her blood on your Polo shirt
You're cute but you think you're blazin' hot
You're short and you think you're not,
You look gay in your skinny tie!
I hope you get killed in a drive-by!
You're a male prima donna
But I can't help but want 'cha
I'm an independent diva
But I still kinda need ya
Together we're apart
It's tearing up my heart
I'm in hell and nirvana
'cause you're my male Prima Donna
Once upon a time, she was just a girl, living in this world
Then you came along, with your irresistible charm
You drive a girl wild when you flash that sexy smile
'cause before she met you things were going okay,
So go awaaaaaaay or staaaaaay!
They call me Mr. Understood
'cause no one understands me.
But when I spit rhymes
everybody buys my CD.
You get out of the car so slow,
how was I supposed to know?
You keep saying stuff behind my back,
then how come I got the number one track?
I'm the OG prima donna.
My rhymes bite like piranha,
Hotter than a sauna,
Straight out of Lackawannaaaaaa!
You're a male prima donna
But I can't help but want 'cha
I'm an independent diva
But I still kinda need ya
Together we're apart
It's tearing up my heart
I'm in hell and nirvana
'cause you're my male Prima Donna
Click to viewYou don't return my texts
You say my phone don't get no texts
Whatcha you got, A-D-D?
Add it up, don't equal you and me
Like Shakespeare said, "To be or not to be"
Sometimes you're Romeo with me.
But if you ever leave me again,
I'll down a bottle of baby asprin.
I swear! I'll do it!
You're a male prima donna
But I can't help but want 'cha
I'm an independent diva
But I still kinda need ya
Together we're apart
It's tearing up my heart
I'm in hell and nirvana
'cause you're my male Prima Donna
You slammed her finger in the car door
Didn't say you're sorry, love is war,
She got stitches, it really hurt
That's her blood on your Polo shirt
You're cute but you think you're blazin' hot
You're short and you think you're not,
You look gay in your skinny tie!
I hope you get killed in a drive-by!
You're a male prima donna
But I can't help but want 'cha
I'm an independent diva
But I still kinda need ya
Together we're apart
It's tearing up my heart
I'm in hell and nirvana
'cause you're my male Prima Donna
Once upon a time, she was just a girl, living in this world
Then you came along, with your irresistible charm
You drive a girl wild when you flash that sexy smile
'cause before she met you things were going okay,
So go awaaaaaaay or staaaaaay!
They call me Mr. Understood
'cause no one understands me.
But when I spit rhymes
everybody buys my CD.
You get out of the car so slow,
how was I supposed to know?
You keep saying stuff behind my back,
then how come I got the number one track?
I'm the OG prima donna.
My rhymes bite like piranha,
Hotter than a sauna,
Straight out of Lackawannaaaaaa!
You're a male prima donna
But I can't help but want 'cha
I'm an independent diva
But I still kinda need ya
Together we're apart
It's tearing up my heart
I'm in hell and nirvana
'cause you're my male Prima Donna