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d.savage - dsavage is back lyrics

verse 1
b-tch d savage is back, i got n-gg-s with them contracts
you know i’ll bring it back to back, like drakes diss track
im sitting here rocking 97 jags snap backs
and im spitting these bars, ain’t no take backs
b-tch don’t f-ck with me, i might shoot yahop up in my backseat, i’m gone boot ya
sippin on this busch light, like kampuchea
and i throw this ball right, like don shula
8 pbrs deep, i’m bout that action
bring that -ss here girl, let’s get to smashing
bring that -ss here boy, there’s get to clapping
you are a pup n-gg-, you a no captain
come on girl lets get high
pop molly, sip on sprite
you know i’m that guy
just show a me a good time, come and f-ck with me

chorus
dsavage is back, b-tch 100 degrees
got your b-tch on her knees showing double ds
spendin pub money
stacking gs
i make it right back, don’t worry bout me
you wish you had that, but you don’t
keep surfing my wave, you won’t float
you are average, and i’m a savage
watch me skirt down jtb, try and catch me

verse 2
what you think this is, just some amateur sh-t
hop up in yo crib, and show you what it is
i’ll bring them choppas out, twin 45s
shoot you in your living room, you won’t survive
you know im countin stacks, that’s that publix money
20 gs in my bank account can’t take it from me
you know my wallet fat, that’s where dead presidents live
100 dolla bills, ain’t no jefferson’s b-tch
i stay with the cash, just stacking racks
dsavage spends money and makes twice back
you girl looking at me thirsty, here’s a camelback
blow this smoke in the air make it tumble like an acrobat

chorus
dsavage is back, b-tch 100 degrees
got your b-tch on her knees showing double ds
spendin pub money
stackin gs
i make it right back, don’t worry bout me
you wish you had that, but you don’t
keep surfing my wave, you won’t float
you are average, and i’m a savage
watch me skirt down jtb, try and catch me

verse 3
dsavage dropping bombs, im about to go in
ring that final bell, cause i’m about to win
take you out for trash, i put you in a bin
this the last verse, fin
riding in that wet p-ssy, i’m canoeing
better than the ball player, patrick ewing
and i spit all these bars, i’m just spewing
hop up in your b-tch’s pants, do some scr-w-ng
you know i got these gl-sses on, like steve erkel
im grabin on your b-tches t-ttes, purple nurple
stick it in the wrong hole, call me herschel
so high when i spit this, i’m off that purple
pockets so fat they about to blow
had to open new accounts at wells fargo
think i make pizza with all this dough
told you i had 20k but that’s too low
dsavage on the beat and i murdered it
i cut you up, made you bleed, then threw some dirt on it

chorus
dsavage is back, b-tch 100 degrees
got your b-tch on her knees showing double ds
spendin pub money
stackin gs
i make it right back don’t worry bout me
you wish you had that, but you don’t
keep surfing my wave, you won’t float
you a average, and i’m a savage
watch me skirt down jtb, try and catch me

- d savage lyrics

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