Everyone knows me and talks about me while I only talk to my 4 diva friends because I don't talk to rabble and you have to be VIP to have contact with me.
People point at me, point their finger at me, whisper behind my back and look at my butt.
I know that they criticize me, I know that they hate me, envy corrodes them and my life overwhelms them. Why will it be? I am not to blame for being so diva, bonico and exclusive.
Todo el mundo me conoce y habla de mí mientras yo solo hablo con mis 4 amigas divas porque no hablo con chusma y hay que ser vip para tener contacto conmigo.
La gente me señala, me apuntan con el dedo, susurran a mis espaldas y me miran el trasero.
Yo sé que me critican, me consta que me odian, la envidia les corroe y mi vida les agobia.
Por que será? Yo no tengo la culpa de ser tan diva, bonica y exclusiva.
Everyone knows me and talks about me while I only talk to my 4 diva friends because I don't talk to rabble and you have to be VIP to have contact with me.
Everyone knows me and talks about me while I only talk to my 4 diva friends because I don't talk to rabble and you have to be VIP to have contact with me. 
