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Bam Deuce - Vamp Lyrics



Bam Deuce - Vamp Lyrics
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My head in the clouds
Boxing life im going for rounds
2 deep, we stomping thru towns
Giving frowns, taking crowns
Felt bad, gettin high thru the downs
I don't move outa bounds
He a red nose he a clown
Bet he wasn't around
For the arrogance in the crowd
Got away
Getting pay now
My trey za, grabs, and papes now, huh
Mad at who i became
Lookin back certain things got me feelin a way
So excuse if i stray, im here
Tell a story i may black out
Put my thoughts on a pape now
Filthy measures for the cash, f*ck it
Ima up bouta bag, buggout
Ima glitch out n lag
No games not even a tad
Im out paperchasin for a reason
One false move the temperatures heating
Live a long life, live for completion
No deceiving, Different precivin
It go down in the street
Mothers losin they seeds
But I'm pluckin out all the weeds
I ain't innocent but I'm free
Don't associate w inferiors
Feelin weary im tearing up
We was down no one hearing us
So don't come with cheering us
Cuz it's slow
For the fake love
From the town, that what's makes me who i am
Been through mad shit with the fam, damn
From the 2 got it stamped
Really amped up w my champs
Ina jam, got it out, hadda scram
Love the damu she a vamp
Cuz she know who i am
Standin o-plaud the fans
Screaming damn deuce you the man
I jus flow w the jam
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My head in the clouds
Boxing life im going for rounds
2 deep, we stomping thru towns
Giving frowns, taking crowns
Felt bad, gettin high thru the downs
I don't move outa bounds
He a red nose he a clown
Bet he wasn't around
For the arrogance in the crowd
Got away
Getting pay now
My trey za, grabs, and papes now, huh
Mad at who i became
Lookin back certain things got me feelin a way
So excuse if i stray, im here
Tell a story i may black out
Put my thoughts on a pape now
Filthy measures for the cash, f*ck it
Ima up bouta bag, buggout
Ima glitch out n lag
No games not even a tad
Im out paperchasin for a reason
One false move the temperatures heating
Live a long life, live for completion
No deceiving, Different precivin
It go down in the street
Mothers losin they seeds
But I'm pluckin out all the weeds
I ain't innocent but I'm free
Don't associate w inferiors
Feelin weary im tearing up
We was down no one hearing us
So don't come with cheering us
Cuz it's slow
For the fake love
From the town, that what's makes me who i am
Been through mad shit with the fam, damn
From the 2 got it stamped
Really amped up w my champs
Ina jam, got it out, hadda scram
Love the damu she a vamp
Cuz she know who i am
Standin o-plaud the fans
Screaming damn deuce you the man
I jus flow w the jam
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Performed By: Bam Deuce
Language: English
Length: 3:31
Written by: Bam Deuce

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