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yookie - savage lyrics

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[intro: crichy crich]
yookie on the beat
short circuit on the beat
crichy
it’s crichy crich, b–tch!

[verse 1: crichy crich]
let the beat drop, then we get to murder
we gon’ party all night, better close the curtains
i ain’t let you in my circle if you ain’t work
imma have to put you out like a short circ’
mobbing with my gang in this b-tch
i hear a whole lot of people dropping names in this b-tch
i could never gas ’em up like a flame on a bic
but imma fire everybody, got ’em changing their shifts
i’m in that holy ghost, double cup, having a toast
or i’ll see a nine through the line, selling they soul
[?] while she giving you throat
imma aim for your brain when i look through the scope
she ain’t sleeping in my bed if she ain’t perfect
every day i die for it, better make it worth it
every day i’m catching plays out in traffic swerving
tonight is celebration, i think i deserve it

[verse 2: crichy crich]
hold up, better take it in doses
[?] in black impalas [?] like moses
cup of rain for the pain, covered all black roses
tell these groupies my life a movie, i wipe all they noses
now what you think, ’cause you sipping drank, you on now?
you made yourself a couple dollars but it’s gone now
swinging lamborghini, we just do that sh-t for fun now
couple hundred bottles got my haters on the run now
she ain’t sleeping in my bed if she ain’t perfect
every day i die for it, better make it worth it
every day i’m catching plays out in traffic swerving
tonight is celebration, i think i deserve it



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