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Vamp Shit Video (MV)




Performed By: Alabama Nick
Length: 1:59
Written by: Nicholus Thomas




Alabama Nick - Vamp Shit Lyrics
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All these diamonds in my shit, get my shine on (shinin' on)
Alabama Nick, bitch, get my grind on (grindin' on)
All these niggas wanna stop me but they can't though (nah)
'Cause I make this shit look easy like a free throw (too easy)

I'm like KD off the block, in a low post (yeah)
Keep the glizzy, that's the Glock, leave a nigga ghost
Ten bands in my sock 'cause I do the most (yeah)
Outfit designer, drippin' like some French toast
I got that YG with me, shout out to the West Coast (on Piru)
Got a bitch named Chanel but she ain't West Coast (nah)
Got 'em jumpin' off the scale like the top rope (yeah)
Jimmy Superfly Snuka, got that good dope (yeah)
They respect the movement, told me that I give 'em hope (uh-huh)

These lil' boys be lame, leave 'em blazed in the hot flames
We are not the same, hoes amazed from my pimp game
Don't care what you claim, I don't bang but I'm gang-gang
Whole squad with the shit, we be on the same thang
Pop-pop-pop the champagne, goddammit, that's my campaign
It's a celebration, catch me posted at the Blue Flame
Throwin' hunnids on some strippers, makin f*ckin' money rain

We back like cooked crack, got the whole state on my back
Click-clack then split-spat, these bitches too wack
Man, I'm gone out this bitch, rep my zone out this bitch
Gettin' so much money, need a clone out this bitch
I just closed another deal on my phone out this bitch
I'm tired of fake-ass niggas, make me yawn out this bitch
Did this shit on my own with no plug out this bitch
Gulfstream up in the air like a drone out this bitch
Show up late, I don't care, still gettin' flown out this bitch
Got your baby mama with me gettin' blown out this bitch
On the road tryna get it, comin' home out this bitch
I don't roll with f*ck boys, I be alone in this bitch, ayy

Oh shit, yo, I for-
I forgot to put the hook in, man
Hahaha, yo, you wanna just, just let it roll like that?
I don't even think we need the hook, man
Yeah, f*ck it, lemme hear that back
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All these diamonds in my shit, get my shine on (shinin' on)
Alabama Nick, bitch, get my grind on (grindin' on)
All these niggas wanna stop me but they can't though (nah)
'Cause I make this shit look easy like a free throw (too easy)

I'm like KD off the block, in a low post (yeah)
Keep the glizzy, that's the Glock, leave a nigga ghost
Ten bands in my sock 'cause I do the most (yeah)
Outfit designer, drippin' like some French toast
I got that YG with me, shout out to the West Coast (on Piru)
Got a bitch named Chanel but she ain't West Coast (nah)
Got 'em jumpin' off the scale like the top rope (yeah)
Jimmy Superfly Snuka, got that good dope (yeah)
They respect the movement, told me that I give 'em hope (uh-huh)

These lil' boys be lame, leave 'em blazed in the hot flames
We are not the same, hoes amazed from my pimp game
Don't care what you claim, I don't bang but I'm gang-gang
Whole squad with the shit, we be on the same thang
Pop-pop-pop the champagne, goddammit, that's my campaign
It's a celebration, catch me posted at the Blue Flame
Throwin' hunnids on some strippers, makin f*ckin' money rain

We back like cooked crack, got the whole state on my back
Click-clack then split-spat, these bitches too wack
Man, I'm gone out this bitch, rep my zone out this bitch
Gettin' so much money, need a clone out this bitch
I just closed another deal on my phone out this bitch
I'm tired of fake-ass niggas, make me yawn out this bitch
Did this shit on my own with no plug out this bitch
Gulfstream up in the air like a drone out this bitch
Show up late, I don't care, still gettin' flown out this bitch
Got your baby mama with me gettin' blown out this bitch
On the road tryna get it, comin' home out this bitch
I don't roll with f*ck boys, I be alone in this bitch, ayy

Oh shit, yo, I for-
I forgot to put the hook in, man
Hahaha, yo, you wanna just, just let it roll like that?
I don't even think we need the hook, man
Yeah, f*ck it, lemme hear that back
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Writer: Nicholus Thomas
Copyright: Lyrics © Thug Soul Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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