Dracula

Smart Fangs sharp Lookin’ to bite Ms Right I'm on that DRACULA Shit tonight Before sun up I’m out Too many wild night Too many too count Too much at stake Wide awake 2 in the A I play with My prey Then escape The daybreak Bout to fly Back to the castle With this beauty I found at NASA That I bedazzled Finding a snack Has never been a hassle I mastered the art Of persuasion Aong time ago Around when Cleopatra Was a Pharaoh I wear Many hats Diplomat Commander Cleanest Distinguished Server of the Meanest linguist It’s annoying To keep on going Just note I’m not Beyond destroying I’m just toying Cause I Been there Seen it Done it 3 or 4 Thousand Times before Easy to bore Hungry for more Black White Asian Hispanic To hypnotize Wit my wicked eyes Before I swarm I’m a cold Mutha fucka But the beds warm Feast To tame the beast I bite I’m on that Dracula shit tonight On the lose to Pacify my sweet tooth Perched on the gate Checkin’ ya Pulse Checkin’ ya heart rate I’m particular Type O Negative Christian woman Is what I want For dinner Dine with me Die with me Then I’ll set Ya Free Recollecting nothin’ Except the peculiar Scent of something Very familiar Irresistibly sexy Don’t trust a Stranger Fang banger If it’s too good To be true Its gotta be danger But with me You’re just fucked Outta luck Never see Me coming No runnin’ I’m of the darkness My fangs are the sharpest I’m approximately Two thousand and fifty Years immortal Give or take I’ve yet To face The stake Just take my embrace I’m a lover and A deadly weapon No reflection Teeth erection But if ya Under my protection This is the norm I’m a cold Mutha fucka But the beds warm I’m a cold Mutha fucka But the beds warm Feast To tame the beast I bite I’m on that Dracula shit tonight In the Rear View Mirror I don’t appear I’ve disappeared Back into the darkness Not heartless Just cold hearted Bombarded With passion I’m Dracula That’s what happens I’m dramatic Attackin’ And snackin’ Until the sun Comes back I’ll be in my coffin Packin a zigzag Relaxin Till night start callin’ I’m a cold Mutha fucka But the beds warm