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Lady Savage
She’s such a savage
Way above average
A specialist in white magic
Heart grew cold so away she stashed it
DAMN DAMN DAMN, Florida Evans when James died
Her love is long gone, washed away in the riptide
Savage…
From the minors to the majors
Harder than lifesavers
Sweeter than now or laters, but you’ll never get a taste
Savage…
A pro when it comes to curving
Disrespect is what she serving
Severe it with a side of regret if your still lurking
See her in the club and she twerking
But she gotta 9-5 that she working
A career that’s she’s birthing
And you get zero play unless you working
And then none if you are...
Yes she’s a “Fantastic beast”
A demon from the book of “Zeref”
Too savage to still believe in “Fairytails”
Her “chamber of secrets” is nonexistent
Savage…like Scar when he threw Mufasa from the rock
Like Shaq with the block
Like John Wick with the glock
Savage…
Like Frank Lucas on the block
Like Nas with the thought
Savage like Father Time with the clock
She’s not impressed by your talk
She’ll outline you in chalk
She so cold grab your coat
She’s death row at your throat
Savage lady…Lady Savage
Way above average
A specialist in white magic
Heart grew cold so away she stashed it
DAMN DAMN DAMN, Florida Evans when James died
Her love is long gone, washed away in the riptide
Savage…
From the minors to the majors
Harder than lifesavers
Sweeter than now or laters, but you’ll never get a taste
Savage…
A pro when it comes to curving
Disrespect is what she serving
Severe it with a side of regret if your still lurking
See her in the club and she twerking
But she gotta 9-5 that she working
A career that’s she’s birthing
And you get zero play unless you working
And then none if you are...
Yes she’s a “Fantastic beast”
A demon from the book of “Zeref”
Too savage to still believe in “Fairytails”
Her “chamber of secrets” is nonexistent
Savage…like Scar when he threw Mufasa from the rock
Like Shaq with the block
Like John Wick with the glock
Savage…
Like Frank Lucas on the block
Like Nas with the thought
Savage like Father Time with the clock
She’s not impressed by your talk
She’ll outline you in chalk
She so cold grab your coat
She’s death row at your throat
Savage lady…Lady Savage
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