Artist: Willie D f/ Sho Album: Play Witcha Mama Song: Creepin' Typed by: dy_face@yahoo.com [Intro: Sho] Creep, creep, hehehe, we're back in the house again fools Hahahahaha, although uhh.. man I got a pound of weed Two boxes of switches, a trunk full of brew And this gas is only filled low, hehehe Hehehe, let's creep [Verse One: Sho] I'm rolling up this lap, got them taped And I'm sitting on things, jamming Isle Sho is straight creeping I'm rolling by myself with my tool on my lap And my gas needle's laying on the up I'm in South Park, cause that's where I hang my hat I hit the village, turned around and dubbed it back I'm rolling so low, I'm getting passed by bikes Stopped in traffic and getting caught by every light But I'm taking my time cause my load is looking fine Took a snuff, fire the switcher, and rolled up a whole dime Windows up tight, I got my AC blowing Rolling up this lap on the cooling, I'm doing a little horn Blowing at my homies, and all the little cuties Especially the Daisy Dukes with the big booties Who wanna get naughty, the Riding man is sounding like a party Stopped by the Ice House and grabbed a Forty Grabbed the heat from my seat and got back in the street I'm on the creep [Chorus] Creeping, got my radio up loud Creeping, got my radio up loud Creeping, got my radio up loud Creeping, got my radio up loud [Verse Two: Willie D] I got some business on the West Side I got my Ruca and my niggaz and nuts and my vest tight Nigga, about to get drugged, nothing a scrub Fucking with the Gangster of Love I know where he hangs out So we're three cars deep, creeping by his mama's house Shoot him up bang bang, shoot him up bang bang Goddamn, ain't nothing but a thang I'm loading up my gun, and if he's on the run Mama gonna pay for what her son done He should've known when he crept to me He put everybody close to him life in jeopardy Now, you can run fast, but you won't last You rather have a Gambino's on your ass Speaking of ass, I gotta get some So I'm creeping to The Ward where I come from She lives off Lockwood Beep me every five minutes cause she know that the cock is good Her grandmother think she probably put her ?? But that bitch will suck the squirt off a bird She gives head, better than Jeannie Pepper I got much love for the little helper That's how I'm living for the weekend Shoot them up, got a nut, I'm creeping [Chorus] [Verse Three: Sho] My switcher hitting right, Ice got me nice Huh! my eye shed tight, my beeper is on fire I stopped by the store cause my battery's about to expire Instead of flashing low sale It's time to pick up Choochie getting released from the County Jail He been gone for thirteen months Before he left the cuts we wouldn't even smoking Philly blunts He took a hit of my hooter Inhaled some much smoke shit, he thought it was a straight shooter He gave me some love and a little dap Cause I've done progress from days way back When he left, I was barely on my feet Now, I'm on some Daytons and my life is so sweet I used to look to that nigga for help But now I'm out here making licks by my damned self Can't help but respect that G I gave him a second so he can claim his property I passed him the hooter, so my nigga Willie D It's time to roll full, huh! we're on a creep [Verse Four: Willie D] To the park, cause in the summer it's going on Wood bay, the beach but the drive, too damn long Plus, I'm trying to save some lives A fool this drunk shouldn't even think about trying to drive Hit the spot and I popped my hatch Jamming them Lost Boys, the tracks sound real fat Niggaz getting their buzz on Everywhere I look it's Daisy Dukes on Amazon And all my boys from back then Still getting full and having car-shows every weekend Get some about the clean ride that have them whores peeking They're down for freaking, when you're creeping [Chorus]