Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
Sandra St. Victor
The morning rises on her, and sets beside her feet
Cool as ice around her, but fire underneath
The world you see before you was birthed inside her womb
The mother of creation. ya say ya wonder who
She's the Mack, Mack Diva, Diva
She's Mack, Mack Diva, Diva
She'll nurture you from conception
Sustain you with h.er breast
She'll do you like a mission
Her Sunday morning best
Can cure you in an instant of all your sundry ills
Or kill you at a distance. if only looks could kill
She's the Mack, Mack Diva, Diva
She's Mack, Mack Diva, Diva
She's your courage and your back
Your peacе in the night
Who's more invisible and plain outta sight?
Isis to your Osiris, Bonniе to your Clyde
Who's forever there, cleaning up your blood-stained life
She's the Mack, Mack Diva, Diva
She's Mack, Mack Diva, Diva
She's the Mack, Mack Diva, Diva
She's Mack, Mack Diva, Diva
Mack Diva was written by Greg Tate & Sandra St. Victor.
Mack Diva was produced by Troy Patterson.