CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Savage
My home girl a stripper she stack mad paper
We're both morally corrupt but she get paid for it
How ironic, oxymoronic, p*ssy for profit
And me (ooh) I just get off it
I'm having second thoughts about the dope game
Maybe I just ought to invest in cocaine
Young and naïve, the dream is delayed but never denied
I'm on my own stage
I spent a whole season, behind closed doors
That'll be the sole reason I'm on some great tours
My ex girl (ooh) she Ethiopian
I'm going in raw, tie them fallopians
I grapple with censorship cos I'm an artist
I finish her with a pile driver like Batiste
We talking Morse code, by the cross roads
We had a lot of love but we were both broke
Spirits lift me up like Nelson Mandela
African born, Australian fella
I guess I'm robbin' islands I just cope
Behind bars with no hope is no joke
The irony of wearing a Jesus piece
To attract hoes in Christian to get a piece
R.I.P to these old ass dreams
I'm on stage can you hear these screams (yeah)
[Pre Hook]
Give me all the hype cos I'ma cold one in the game
Nobody's my type these days their all the f*cken same
I curve ‘em all fast ‘fore they get the chance to play me
No, no, nobody plays me uh
And I spend my time like my money
Lot of time saved I'm a bossed up honey
You should cop this; I'm a mother f*cken savage (aye aye aye)
You know when I drop this
I'ma have you singing aye aye aye
You're the ones to talk shit
Three on average (aye aye aye)
Got a millie that's my profit
Know the skully's in your closet
Better watch it with your ey- ey-eyes
[Verse 2 ]
Too many sins in my DM
Too many broken hearted women catching Ubers from my BM
Savage uh I flip cabbage and I swag in Saint Laurent glasses
She says I user, abuse her
My heart stone cold but she's Medusa
When heart speaks I don't listen
Soon as she talks vows I'm gone abort mission
Say aye aye aye like a pirate now go overboard for me
Do it the way I desire make your vocal cords scream
When my ship begins to sink, devil pours me a drink
I tell ‘em I tell ‘em I tell ‘em
You should cop this; I'm a mother f*cken savage (aye aye aye)
You know when I drop this
I'ma have you singing aye aye aye
You're the ones to talk shit
Three on average (aye aye aye)
Got a millie that's my profit
Know the skully's in your closet
Better watch it with your ey- ey-ey-eyes
We're both morally corrupt but she get paid for it
How ironic, oxymoronic, p*ssy for profit
And me (ooh) I just get off it
I'm having second thoughts about the dope game
Maybe I just ought to invest in cocaine
Young and naïve, the dream is delayed but never denied
I'm on my own stage
I spent a whole season, behind closed doors
That'll be the sole reason I'm on some great tours
My ex girl (ooh) she Ethiopian
I'm going in raw, tie them fallopians
I grapple with censorship cos I'm an artist
I finish her with a pile driver like Batiste
We talking Morse code, by the cross roads
We had a lot of love but we were both broke
Spirits lift me up like Nelson Mandela
African born, Australian fella
I guess I'm robbin' islands I just cope
Behind bars with no hope is no joke
The irony of wearing a Jesus piece
To attract hoes in Christian to get a piece
R.I.P to these old ass dreams
I'm on stage can you hear these screams (yeah)
[Pre Hook]
Give me all the hype cos I'ma cold one in the game
Nobody's my type these days their all the f*cken same
I curve ‘em all fast ‘fore they get the chance to play me
No, no, nobody plays me uh
And I spend my time like my money
Lot of time saved I'm a bossed up honey
You should cop this; I'm a mother f*cken savage (aye aye aye)
You know when I drop this
I'ma have you singing aye aye aye
You're the ones to talk shit
Three on average (aye aye aye)
Got a millie that's my profit
Know the skully's in your closet
Better watch it with your ey- ey-eyes
[Verse 2 ]
Too many sins in my DM
Too many broken hearted women catching Ubers from my BM
Savage uh I flip cabbage and I swag in Saint Laurent glasses
She says I user, abuse her
My heart stone cold but she's Medusa
When heart speaks I don't listen
Soon as she talks vows I'm gone abort mission
Say aye aye aye like a pirate now go overboard for me
Do it the way I desire make your vocal cords scream
When my ship begins to sink, devil pours me a drink
I tell ‘em I tell ‘em I tell ‘em
You should cop this; I'm a mother f*cken savage (aye aye aye)
You know when I drop this
I'ma have you singing aye aye aye
You're the ones to talk shit
Three on average (aye aye aye)
Got a millie that's my profit
Know the skully's in your closet
Better watch it with your ey- ey-ey-eyes
