fat pat – why you peepin me lyrics
(spoken)
say, fool, every time i turn around this girl steady lookin me in my
eyes…what’s the deal? you think she wanna hit it up?
why you peepin me
everybody knows that i’m a g
hey, hey, she’s peepin me, she’s peepin me
last night was a mother, your body was revealin
s-xual healin was a killin, it’s a feelin you feelin
when i’m chillin on ben lows and sisters and brothers
i wear hats and pack gats the same color as my l’s
i’m ridin twenties baby, catch the p-ssenger seat
mezzantine on my neck, princess cut on my teeth
let you lay on satin sheets, lingerie from chanel
mashed potatoes and rump roast with the red post gonna catch h-ll
you fail to see, my game tight like a virgin
just strut we can f-ck up at the park up in my burban
disappear in the lexus with the eyes that she gave me
rendevouz to my boo and pick her up in my bentley
discreet me, they hate me, thay also wanna lay me
make my ends and call my friends so they can display me
so baby, baby, we can floss away and keep creepin
back to back she was beepin, steady peepin
why you peepin me
everybody knows that i’m a g
hey, hey, she’s peepin me, she’s peepin me
why you peepin me
everybody knows that i’m a g
hey, hey, she’s peepin me, she’s peepin me
once again p-a-t, they peepin a g
now what it’s gonna be, oh you and me
take the broads, take charge, cause you know we live large
if she with the cat, say what, you know we don’t bar
i’m mr fat pat, hold up on all that
haters don’t know how to act when they gal choose max
no slack in my game, have her screamin my name
we all claim to be down, since a player got bang
but aint nothing changed, we still brakin them bops
beep-beep goes my page when i p-ss by her house
know what i’m talkin bout, ain’t no remedy for that
lovin this cool cat, leave and don’t come back
as a matter of fact, peep game aint got on no ring
no commitment, just hit it, go on and let ke get it
p-ss it on, we gettin gone, turn some more homies on
lookin out your window peepin while those twenties lead you home
you keep peepin
why you peepin me
everybody knows that i’m a g
hey, hey, she’s peepin me, she’s peepin me
why you peepin me
everybody knows that i’m a g
hey, hey, she’s peepin me, she’s peepin me
she’s peepin me from the corner of her eyes
i imagine myself all up between her thighs
close your eyes, let me take you there, but you beware
aint no limit to this thug love that i display
on the way to the bathroom down to the kitchen
b-mpin hard, breathing hard hittin every position
my intentions, did i mention when i saw you peepin
ain’t seekin no relations, just straight freekin
one hour of pleasure, we can do whatever
n-body does it better, n-body gets it wetter
spendin the high cheddar, hold you tight like a sweater
if you was a letter i’d call you a
everything a-o-k when its our way
ain’t nothing more to say, ta-ta baby
you done let me parlay, now i’m on my way
once again, in the wind, hit me don’t hesitate
because you peepin
why you peepin me
everybody knows that i’m a g
hey, hey, she’s peepin me, she’s peepin me
why you peepin me
everybody knows that i’m a g
hey, hey, she’s peepin me, she’s peepin me
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