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Versuri bleood – alucard lyrics

[Chorus]
Bleed, bleed, bleed
All I need is your blood, w-would you bleed for me?
All my friends are dead (Haha), do you wanna be like the rest? (Haha)
A-A-Alucard vamp’, still blessed (Haha), A-A-Alucard vamp’, still blessed, bleh-bleh
Know I’on give fuck ‘bout shit, l-life move fast, best not blink (Uhh)
L-life move fast, best not blink (Uhh), l-life move fast, best not blink, blink, blink
We get foreign whips, we rock out, Led Zeppelin
We rock out, Led Zeppelin, we rock out, Led Zeppelin, haha
Blick muscled up, Jiren, w-want your blood, it’s on yo’ chest
W-want your blood, it’s on yo’ chest, w-want your blood, it’s on yo’ chest, chest
Ho, can you feel the bass? New ho Blasian and she got a lil’ tan
New ho Blasian and she got a lil’ tan, new ho Blasian and she got a lil’ tan, tan, tan

[Verse]
Hittin’ shit out the park like Mets
Surgery told me don’t pop that X, haha
We sippin’ red like Elmo
I step in, it’s hella messy
I step— I step in, it’s hella messy, haha
I step in, it’s hella messy
I step— I step in, it’s hella messy
She say hundreds get her wet
I said, „I’on even know where I’m at”
I said, „I like Balenciaga”
I said, „This ho want me make her holla”
I said, „Keep movin’ wocky, we rob ya'” (Ah)
I said, „Walk in with Issey Miyake”
I said— I said, „They watchin’ me like Elgato”
I said, „Mexican shooter”
I said— I said, „He like nacho, I like Rick Owen'” (I said— I said—)

[Chorus]
Bleed, bleed, bleed
All I need is your blood, w-would you bleed for me?
All my friends are dead (Haha), do you wanna be like the rest? (Haha)
A-A-Alucard vamp’, still blessed (Haha), A-A-Alucard vamp’, still blessed, bleh-bleh
Know I’on give fuck ‘bout shit, l-life move fast, best not blink (Uhh)
L-life move fast, best not blink (Uhh), l-life move fast, best not blink, blink, blink
We get foreign whips, we rock out, Led Zeppelin
We rock out, Led Zeppelin, we rock out, Led Zeppelin, haha
Blick muscled up, Jiren, w-want your blood, it’s on yo’ chest
W-want your blood, it’s on yo’ chest, w-want your blood, it’s on yo’ chest, chest
Ho, can you feel the bass? New ho Blasian and she got a lil’ tan (Hrr-hrr)
New ho Blasian and she got a lil’ tan, new ho Blasian and she got a lil’ tan, tan, tan

Written by: bleood