Savage
Rich Gang, Rich Girl
I'm so intrigued (yeah you), by her
And I don't know how but I'm gonna show her, the power of the beast, tonight
I'm talkin' savage, feast on her body
Savage, like a beast on her body
Yeah, I don't know her, but of course she knows me
I look up, she's lookin' at me that mean she chose me
Or did I choose her? Or does it really matter?
We're connected through lust, so of course I'm lookin' at her
I love the way she put it in the beat so fancy
She dropped it low I can see she forgot her panties
She wanted me to see, I know that I ain't trippin' (yeah)
There's something 'bout a gorgeous woman that's free-lippin'
Sexual signals sent straight to my cock
Can I blame it on this ice covered in Ciroc (yeah)
I ain't lyin', I'm a lion
She's my feast, she goin' home with a beast
I'm so intrigued. by her
And I don't know her but I'm gonna show her, the power of the beast, tonight
I'm talkin' savage, feast on her body
Savage, like a beast on her body
Millz... I can tell you want it, lemme give it to ya
Baby I'mma definite; no coulda, woulda, shoulda
And no I won't give it to ya good, I'll give it to ya gooder
I mean better than yo ex or, ever (yo yo)
Heh, I'mma show ya the power of the beast
I'mma make ya shower on yo sheets
Could been up out of water, I'm no fraud and this livin'
That ocean breeze'll crush yo back, it's brisk, I call it liftin'
I'm so Rich Gang and my gang rich, no broke shit, no lame shit
Baby I will make that thang drip, that cray sex, that the same dick
I don't want some, I want all of ya, ding ding, go warrior
And when it's first done I'm callin' ya cause. OOOWWW!
I'm so intrigued (yeah you), by her
And I don't know her but I'm gonna show her, the power of the beast, tonight
I'm talkin' savage, feast on her body
Savage, like a beast on her body
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Head strong, leg room got it on
Different song, showed her how to hustle on
Palm trees, hundred mil, no seed
Out the pound, got it in til I saw a bead
Yeah, swervin' in my new shit
Bitches smell the money runnin' when they see the chips
Swaggin' on another flip
Yachts and boats and mansions when we in this bitch
Roll a seven, nigga hit 11
Uptown nigga hustle up in any weather
Fly rich, fly bitch, nigga we the shit
Poppin' GT Vodka, nigga born rich
I'm so intrigued (yeah you), by her
And I don't know how but I'm gonna show her, the power of the beast, tonight
I'm talkin' savage, feast on her body
Savage, like a beast on her body
Yeah, I don't know her, but of course she knows me
I look up, she's lookin' at me that mean she chose me
Or did I choose her? Or does it really matter?
We're connected through lust, so of course I'm lookin' at her
I love the way she put it in the beat so fancy
She dropped it low I can see she forgot her panties
She wanted me to see, I know that I ain't trippin' (yeah)
There's something 'bout a gorgeous woman that's free-lippin'
Sexual signals sent straight to my cock
Can I blame it on this ice covered in Ciroc (yeah)
I ain't lyin', I'm a lion
She's my feast, she goin' home with a beast
I'm so intrigued. by her
And I don't know her but I'm gonna show her, the power of the beast, tonight
I'm talkin' savage, feast on her body
Savage, like a beast on her body
Millz... I can tell you want it, lemme give it to ya
Baby I'mma definite; no coulda, woulda, shoulda
And no I won't give it to ya good, I'll give it to ya gooder
I mean better than yo ex or, ever (yo yo)
Heh, I'mma show ya the power of the beast
I'mma make ya shower on yo sheets
Could been up out of water, I'm no fraud and this livin'
That ocean breeze'll crush yo back, it's brisk, I call it liftin'
I'm so Rich Gang and my gang rich, no broke shit, no lame shit
Baby I will make that thang drip, that cray sex, that the same dick
I don't want some, I want all of ya, ding ding, go warrior
And when it's first done I'm callin' ya cause. OOOWWW!
I'm so intrigued (yeah you), by her
And I don't know her but I'm gonna show her, the power of the beast, tonight
I'm talkin' savage, feast on her body
Savage, like a beast on her body
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Head strong, leg room got it on
Different song, showed her how to hustle on
Palm trees, hundred mil, no seed
Out the pound, got it in til I saw a bead
Yeah, swervin' in my new shit
Bitches smell the money runnin' when they see the chips
Swaggin' on another flip
Yachts and boats and mansions when we in this bitch
Roll a seven, nigga hit 11
Uptown nigga hustle up in any weather
Fly rich, fly bitch, nigga we the shit
Poppin' GT Vodka, nigga born rich
Credits
Writer(s): Jarvis Antonio Mills, Antoine Mccolister, Anthony Tyrone Staten, Melvin Lorenzo Goggins Jr.
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