Lyrical Breakdown of Creeper - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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Oh, oh
(Paco Black) oh, oh
Oh
(Ayy, get that baby off the street)
A couple days ago I fucked a fan
We had a one night stand I never even asked her her name
And it's even more fucked up, she gotta man
That lame ass nigga think she loyal, nigga don't know a thing
But she's a creeper (whoa)
I be fuckin' her like a dog, leavin' on my sneakers (yeah)
Pullin' up droppin' them draws every time we link up
Fuckin' up your weave, baby, get on your knees
I be fuckin' on her like it's, "Fuck the police" (let's go, vroom)
2021 no keys everything I drive, got speed (yeah, yeah)
Bit the apple like Adam and Eve
I won't be mad if she leave (go)
They askin' me why I ball hog, I'm tryna get us a ring (yeah)
She keep that lil' pussy bald, I call that bitch Mr. Clean (ayy)
Fuckin' me the worst way with it, I'ma spell my first name in it (go)
Like J-O-N-A-T-H-A-N, you fuckin' or not quit playin'?
Make that pussy fly to me
She get on the plane for it
All these hoes wanna fuck right now for free (free)
So you know I ain't payin' for it
Make her pull up once a month and give it to her (give it to her)
And put her out like that landlord
And send her right back to her man, ha (huh)
I hope that you understand, Lord
Ice cold nigga, livin' life with no feelings (yeah)
I just fucked a fan the other day and it was terrific
A couple days ago I fucked a fan (yeah, yeah)
We had a one night stand
I never even asked her her name (never even asked for her name)
And it's even more fucked up, she gotta man
That lame ass nigga think she loyal, nigga don't know a thing
But she's a creeper (whoa)
I be fuckin' her like a dog leavin' on my sneakers (yeah)
Pullin' up droppin' them draws every time we link up
Fuckin' up yo weave (go)
Baby get on yo knees
I be fuckin' on her like it's, "Fuck the police"
I be doin' her bad like, "Fuck the police"
She let me hit twice, now when she see me she don't speak
I got with her friend in a week
I be uppin' the price on everything, she ain't cheap
Like, what you in need for?
She know that I don't need to find a new one, I might leave her
She can't call me a cheater
Fuck her with my chains on and in my sneakers (oh yeah)
Tryna settle down I took her out the bleachers (oh yeah)
She be actin' evil, I dropped the cannon like Knievel
Ease your mind and smoke this reefer
I take time off, finna teach you
How to get that money, keep from goin' under
Fuck the moment up
Ain't no one controllin' us, baby, you ain't wrong or nothin'
She be actin' freaky, press the button and I'ma fold you up
Lock on her like some semen
Once I pound her, she can't run for nothin'
A couple days ago I fucked a fan
We had a one night stand
I never even asked her her name (never even asked for her name)
And it's even more fucked up, she gotta man
That lame ass nigga think she loyal, nigga don't know a thing
But she's a creeper (whoa)
I be fuckin' her like a dog, leavin' on my sneakers (yeah, yeah)
Pullin' up droppin' them draws every time we link up
Fuckin' up yo weave, baby, get on yo knees (ooh, ooh)
I be fuckin' on her like it's, "Fuck the police" (go)