Savages Lyrics – Gucci Mane

[Intro]
Yeah
Huh, huh, huh, huh

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m a broke bitch cream, I’m a rich ho dream (Huh)
Turn a good girl to a bad bitch, no thing (Wow)
Rose gold thirties on the Rolls, come through clean (Well, damn)
Your favorite actress on her knees tryna kiss my ring

[Chorus]
Gucci
She only party with the savages (Huh)
She only fuckin’ with the savages (Wow)
She only lovin’ on the savages
She only lovin’ on the savages
Oh, this bitch cold (Burr)
She just wanna take my soul (Well, damn)
Let the drugs take control (Gucci)
Let the drugs take control

[Verse 1]
Huh, huh, huh (Burr)
Say, “Gucci” three times in the mirror, I’ll make your problems disappear (Wow)
No amateur, more stamina, more diamonds, yeah, I’m really him
I’m adamite, this bitch might be the baddest bitch I ever hit
Not average, I can’t fuck a basic ho
Might just say he not havin’ it, not havin’ it, might put that bitch on salary
Still a walkin’ lick, still the shit, still filthy rich
Still might take a nigga bitch, still on top droppin’ them hits

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m a broke bitch cream, I’m a rich ho dream (Huh)
Turn a good girl to a bad bitch, no thing (Wow)
Rose gold thirties on the Rolls, come through clean (Well, damn)
Your favorite actress on her knees tryna kiss my ring

[Chorus]
Gucci
She only party with the savages (Huh)
She only fuckin’ with the savages (Wow)
She only lovin’ on the savages
She only lovin’ on the savages
Oh, this bitch cold (Burr)
She just wanna take my soul (Well, damn)
Let the drugs take control (Gucci)
Let the drugs take control

[Verse 2]
Lil’ bitch scratch out with me, it’s just like she won the lottery (Gucci)
When I get frustrated, my lil’ freak, she suck it out of me (Woah)
Shout out to my haters, thank you to the folks that doubted me (Thank you)
I got so much cash on me, my pockets on hippopotamus (Well, damn)
Askin’ all these dumb-ass questions, think she a psychologist
My money do my talkin’ for me and it’s only obvious
I hope no one don’t get offended, I don’t do apologizes
I’m Gucci Mane The Trap God, all these niggas is my prodigies (Gucci)
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m a broke bitch cream, I’m a rich ho dream (Huh)
Turn a good girl to a bad bitch, no thing (Wow)
Rose gold thirties on the Rolls, come through clean (Well, damn)
Your favorite actress on her knees tryna kiss my ring

[Chorus]
Gucci
She only party with the savages (Huh)
She only fuckin’ with the savages (Wow)
She only lovin’ on the savages
She only lovin’ on the savages
Oh, this bitch cold (Burr)
She just wanna take my soul (Well, damn)
Let the drugs take control (Gucci)
Let the drugs take control