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Drippin So Pretty - Wit My Vamps lyrics

Artist: Drippin So Pretty

album: Wit My Vamps


Baby you know just what I am
I'm biting your neck
Now there's blood on my hands
Blood on my jacket, got blood on the bands
I'm in the muh fuckin' club with my vamps
If that boy run up leave him where he stand
Fuck everybody, I don't give a damn
Welcome to hell, you my angel of death
My skin cold, this life in agony
You let go, now I'm a memory
They'll move on, but I won't rest in peace
Touch my face, hope you'll remember me
Bought a castle now it's your home
Bloody red diamonds on my wrist look like a snow cone
If you not my twin, you not my vamp
Then I don't know you (Vampboiclique)
You got wings and I don't girl
There ain't no hope
I wanna fly away
'Cause right now it's looking too tragic
Baby you miles away
But I know you feelin' my passion
Pull up in an all black Range
Glock on my waist but it ain't for no fashion
I loved you every day
And I can tell right now that you haven't
Touch my skin
It's cold, It's cold
Hold my hand
It's cold, It's cold
Baby you know just what I am
I'm biting your neck
Now there's blood on my hands
Blood on my jacket, got blood on the bands
I'm in the muh fuckin' club with my vamps
If that boy run up leave him where he stand
Fuck everybody, I don't give a damn
Welcome to hell, you my angel of death
My skin cold, this life in agony
You let go, now I'm a memory
They'll move on, but I won't rest in peace
Touch my face, hope you'll remember me
I wanna hold you under starlight
But you don't have to stay, it's your life (No no)
I feel like dying girl, but not quite
And I don't think I ever want the spotlight
Closer, close to me
Chose the one, I see
I'll live in your dreams
I'm in your dreams tonight girl, that's forever
Touch my skin
It's cold, It's cold
Hold my hand
It's cold, It's cold
Baby you know just what I am
I'm biting your neck
Now there's blood on my hands
Blood on my jacket, got blood on the bands
I'm in the muh fuckin' club with my vamps
If that boy run up leave him where he stand
Fuck everybody, I don't give a damn
Welcome to hell, you my angel of death
My skin cold, this life in agony
You let go, now I'm a memory
They'll move on, but I won't rest in peace
Touch my face, hope you'll remember me

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