DRACULA : 2AMP Lyrics

Yeah, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Lil' bitch I'm geeked up, sippin' on blood like I'm Dracula

Stay with that stick, know I'm huntin', I'm after ya

Whole gang standin' on ten, no matter what

Lotta these niggas, they actin' they characters

Totin' that shit, man, these bullets will carry ya

Hit from afar, A-Rod hail mary ya

They like to talk, cause they scared of us

Bet you they run when that barrel bust

He said he stay with that stick tucked

You better shoot when the time come

Beep, beep, huh yeah the time's up

Star gang, raising the crime up

We them niggas that don't give a fuck

Play with that bag, we gon' blow somethin'

Y'all the type nigga's still need fronts

Smoke out that pack, And still owe some

Marty a big star, the only one

I move with the force like I'm Obi-Wan

Mentality mamba, yeah, the Kobe one

Fuck around, roll your best, man, like some runts

All in his bitch, beat her from the front

I got a relationship with her cunt

Off of the top like I'm Cm Punk

I'm all in her bedroom doin' stunts

That bitch tryna fuck for a few bucks

She wanna get rich, she gon' fuck with us

She go get a bag, bring it back to us

She ate up the gang on the tour bus

Push up to the show and we rock it out

Then go to the club, fuck them racks up

Star on the scene, Yeh you know what's up

He mad about his bitch, should've put her up

I got her geeked up starstruck

If I look in her eyes, make her wanna fuck

This ain't love, baby, this is lust

Real deal P, this shit ain't luck

I'm up too high, can't tell that's enough

I'm still gettin' high like the shit ain't enough

This life a dream like Hillary Duff

I'm sippin' the blood of Christ in a cup

Know I'm sippin' on blood like I'm Dracula

Stay with a stick, know I'm huntin' right after ya

Whole gang standin' on ten, no matter what

A lot of these niggas, they actin' they characters

Totin' that shit, man, these bullets will carry ya

Hit from afar, A-Rod Hail Mary ya

They only talkin' cause they scared of us

Bet you they run when that barrel bus

Talkin' bout smoke, you ain't ready for

We pull up, Clear out the area

We sendin' shots, doublin' down on you and your dog

I want you to try it, nigga, I'll double dare ya

Somethin' like Warzone, I'm carryin

Might send a fuck nigga to the gulag

Turn to a beast boy for the green

Cyborg hit a nigga with a booyah

Out on the scene, nigga, with your boo yea

Im rocking drip that you never knew yea

Fat Joe Shit nigga out in New York

I'm buyin' drip, came from Shibuya

Hop in that whip, Vroom Blastoff

Stay with my stick like Big and Rob

Hit him up, A$AP, like the Mob

We leave his brain splat like a blob

Put his ass up high like a lob

That boy an astronaut, Josh Dobbs

Stackin' them racks in love with them O's

Like the wizard nigga, countin' Oz

Turn them racks to a fan she like whoa, whoa

Like she couldn't believe her eyes

I can show you a lot that you don't know

I make her say ooh, ah

I'm in her like ooh, ah

We breathin' like ooh, ah

Make her feel like ooh, ah

She open her mouth like ooh, ah

She eat it up, open wide

She suckin' me up without closin' her eyes

She wanna sit in her favorite seat

She wanna go on a long ride

I'm in her backbone all night

She let me hit it however I like

Lil' bitch scorchin', she on fire

Think yours bad, she ain't nothin' like mine

She wet like water, but it taste like wine

Can't get this lil' bitch off my mind

This the type of shit make you sell your soul

In the light lil' bitch shine gold

Icebox her heart real cold

Swear the game, I can't let go

I make her say ooh, ah

I'm in her like ooh, ah

We breathin' like ooh, ah

Make her feel like ooh, ah

She open her mouth like ooh, ah

I make her say ooh, ah

I'm in her like ooh, ah

We breathin' like ooh, ah

Make her feel like ooh, ah

She open her mouth like ooh, ah