Sicko & Savage
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
She Fuckin' On Me In A Palace
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
Them Crackers upset 'cause they classist
I used to fuck on that bitch in a bush
Now we count money for practice
She used to sweat me because of my looks
Now she respectin' the magick
I used to tell her that she was my future
Now I just tell her 'what's happenin'
I got the Lingam and 'Lini; I float like a Genie
I promise my love everlasting
I'm a Sicko and Savage like Solomon
I starve for the pussy like Ramadan
I stroke her with focus and prominence
And when she come I feel her confidence
Polygamous pussy; my countenance
I meditate on her for dominance
The magic I find inside of her mind
It manifest in me for all of us
She call me a King
She ain't the first and see; that is the thing
Last time I let a bitch call me her highness
Had my ass out on the street in the spring
Got me some baggage; it drove me to sing
Ain't R&B yet I tried me a ting
More like a prayer for 'Raris and Bling
On top of some Chevy Corvetties and Sting
Hubby Supreme; I don't need a Ring
I do need a Grill; a couple of wings
To get me to God and My Goddess that brings
The gift of my love; repentance I cling
Religiously to; The Holy are Few
See; I'm dedicated: this isn't a fling
My nigga a sicko and now I'm a Savage
Need you a hitter; believe I'mma Swing, ya
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
She Fuckin' On Me In A Palace
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
I just found a bitch
Who can pay her rent
She don't need shit
That's the shit
Not caught in her head
Exes here I live
Take a step
This that good bye year
Who bugging get a flick
She not thick
But she fuck like it
Oh my on my shit
Look me and my niggas see victory
So your washed up tracks don't mean shit to me
Tried belittling you to little league
But you even too little for little league
Want the spot when the spots only meant for me
Sicko in my brain devils haunting me
Little savage from the wolves that I have round me
Nigga I'm a master piece
So escort me to your master please
One pop make the bastard bleed
One shot and it's task complete
Dead bodies ain't no asking me
Saying uhh like I'm master P
No duh I ain't answering
Fuck the judge only fuck with kings
In a regent where we fuck with queens
Yea
Got mandem over there
Got gyal over there
Run the block like some athlete
Shit, I'm a sicko mode savage when I get in my lane
This shit is Ludacris move bitch get the fuck out my way
These niggas lower than tulips
Don't gotta explain
I know they know cuz the shoes fit
Don't mean you can't change
I'm not sorry I'm just
Sicko mode savage
Sicko mode savage
Yea yea
Sicko mode savage
Sicko mode savage
Yea
Sicko mode savage
Sicko mode savage
Yea yea
Sicko mode savage
Sicko mode savage
Yea
She don't want love with a savage like me, she
She don't want love with a sicko like me, she don't
She don't want love with a savage like me, she don't
She don't want love with a sicko like me, she don't
She don't want love with a savage like me, she don't
She don't want love with a sicko like me, she don't
She don't want love with a savage like me, she don't
She don't want love with a sicko like me, she don't
She don't want
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
She Fuckin' On Me In A Palace
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
Them Crackers upset 'cause they classist
I used to fuck on that bitch in a bush
Now we count money for practice
She used to sweat me because of my looks
Now she respectin' the magick
I used to tell her that she was my future
Now I just tell her 'what's happenin'
I got the Lingam and 'Lini; I float like a Genie
I promise my love everlasting
I'm a Sicko and Savage like Solomon
I starve for the pussy like Ramadan
I stroke her with focus and prominence
And when she come I feel her confidence
Polygamous pussy; my countenance
I meditate on her for dominance
The magic I find inside of her mind
It manifest in me for all of us
She call me a King
She ain't the first and see; that is the thing
Last time I let a bitch call me her highness
Had my ass out on the street in the spring
Got me some baggage; it drove me to sing
Ain't R&B yet I tried me a ting
More like a prayer for 'Raris and Bling
On top of some Chevy Corvetties and Sting
Hubby Supreme; I don't need a Ring
I do need a Grill; a couple of wings
To get me to God and My Goddess that brings
The gift of my love; repentance I cling
Religiously to; The Holy are Few
See; I'm dedicated: this isn't a fling
My nigga a sicko and now I'm a Savage
Need you a hitter; believe I'mma Swing, ya
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
She Fuckin' On Me In A Palace
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
Sicko and Savage
I just found a bitch
Who can pay her rent
She don't need shit
That's the shit
Not caught in her head
Exes here I live
Take a step
This that good bye year
Who bugging get a flick
She not thick
But she fuck like it
Oh my on my shit
Look me and my niggas see victory
So your washed up tracks don't mean shit to me
Tried belittling you to little league
But you even too little for little league
Want the spot when the spots only meant for me
Sicko in my brain devils haunting me
Little savage from the wolves that I have round me
Nigga I'm a master piece
So escort me to your master please
One pop make the bastard bleed
One shot and it's task complete
Dead bodies ain't no asking me
Saying uhh like I'm master P
No duh I ain't answering
Fuck the judge only fuck with kings
In a regent where we fuck with queens
Yea
Got mandem over there
Got gyal over there
Run the block like some athlete
Shit, I'm a sicko mode savage when I get in my lane
This shit is Ludacris move bitch get the fuck out my way
These niggas lower than tulips
Don't gotta explain
I know they know cuz the shoes fit
Don't mean you can't change
I'm not sorry I'm just
Sicko mode savage
Sicko mode savage
Yea yea
Sicko mode savage
Sicko mode savage
Yea
Sicko mode savage
Sicko mode savage
Yea yea
Sicko mode savage
Sicko mode savage
Yea
She don't want love with a savage like me, she
She don't want love with a sicko like me, she don't
She don't want love with a savage like me, she don't
She don't want love with a sicko like me, she don't
She don't want love with a savage like me, she don't
She don't want love with a sicko like me, she don't
She don't want love with a savage like me, she don't
She don't want love with a sicko like me, she don't
She don't want
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