Megan Thee Stallion – Savage (Lyrics)

Megan Thee Stallion – Savage (Lyrics) I’m a savage, classy, bougie, ratchet, sassy, moody, nasty
Megan Thee Stallion – Savage

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savage lyrics

[Intro]
I’m that b*tch (Yeah)
Been that b*tch, still that b*tch (Ah)
Will forever be that b*tch (Forever be that b*tch)
Yeah (Ayy, ah)

[Verse 1]
I’m the hood Mona Lisa, break a n*gga into pieces
Had to X some cheesy n*ggas out my circle like a pizza (Yeah)
I’m way too exclusive, I don’t shop on Insta’ boutiques
All them lil’ ass clothes only fit fake booties
Bad b*tch, still talking cash sh*t
pus*y like water, I’m unbothered and relaxing
I would never trip on a n*gga if I had him
b*tch, that’s my trash, you the maid, so you bagged him, ah

[Chorus]
I’m a savage (Yeah)
Classy, bougie, ratchet (Yeah)
Sassy, moody, nasty (Hey, hey, yeah)
Acting stupid, what’s happening? (Woah, woah)
b*tch, what’s happening? (Woah, woah)
b*tch, I’m a savage, yeah
Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah
Sassy, moody, nasty, huh
Acting stupid, what’s happening?
b*tch, what’s happening? (Ayy, ah)

[Verse 2]
Eat me and record it, but your edge-up all I’m showing (Ah)
I keep my n*ggas private, so his AP all I’m showing (Baow)
Beefing with you b*tches really getting kinda boring
If it ain’t about the money, then you know I’m gon’ ignore it
I’m the sh*t, ooh (Ayy)
I need a mop to clean the floor, it’s too much drip, ooh (Too much drip, ooh)
I keep a knot, I keep a watch, I keep a whip, ooh (I keep a whip, baow)
Let’s play a game, Simon says I’m still that b*tch, ayy (Still that b*tch)
I’m still that b*tch, yeah (Ah)

[Chorus]
I’m a savage
Classy, bougie, ratchet (Yeah)
Sassy, moody, nasty (Yeah)
Acting stupid, what’s happening? (What’s up?)
b*tch, what’s happening? (What’s up?)
b*tch, I’m a savage, yeah
Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah (b*tch)
Sassy, moody, nasty, huh
Acting stupid, what’s happening? (What’s up?)
b*tch, what’s happening?

[Verse 3]
b*tch, I’m lit like a match, ooh
And any n*gga I let hit is still attached, ooh
That body right, but you know this pus*y fat, ooh
I drop a picture, now these b*tches feel attacked, ayy
Don’t let that n*gga gas you up and get you whacked, ooh
I make a call and get a pus*y n*gga smacked, uh
These b*tches talkin’ ’bout pulling up, well, where you at? Ooh
I’m in a Lam’, b*tch, catch me if you can, ooh
I’m kickin’ b*tches out they spot, Stalli’ Chan, yeah (Ah, yeah)

[Outro]
n*ggas say I taste like sugar, but ain’t sh*t sweet (Ah)
Mwah
Ayy, ayy, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, mwah

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