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jdot breezy - creep lyrics

[intro: franchize boyz]
lean wit’ it, rock wit’ it
lean wit’ it, rock wit’ it
lean wit’ it, rock wit’ it
lean wit’ it, rock wit’ it
lean wit’ it, rock wit’ it
(mhahaha, deebo)
lean wit’ it, rock wit’ it
lean wit’ it, rock wit’ it
lean wit’ it, rock wit’ it

[verse: jdot breezy]
beef with me i said okay, boy i get sh+t out the way
wanna see blood, i’m sending slugs i grab my mask and grab my drac’
i’d rather ride alone ’cause all these b+tch ass n+ggas acting fake
i’d rather ride alone ’cause all these b+tch ass n+ggas just too fake
you’re acting p+ssy, n+gga, know you’re p+ssy, i’ll buy bullets
i’ve got drums at home, you pull up over here i get sh+t cooking
you hop out, run down and tell your dog you can’t because you’re rookie
these n+ggas talk thеir talk, they see me, b+tch ass scared, look at your wholе ass boy ass shooken
all these f+cking blue hundreds on me, like i’m [?]
all these f+cking f+cking bad b+tches want me, i beat their cookie
don’t come around if you ain’t gon’ use that pole n+gga, shows you’re p+ssy
she like my style, she like just how i roll n+gga, she give me nookie
got contracts with my k!llers, i ain’t in debt, they paid off
barber profession with that weapon, now opp head get shaved off
turned to spaghetti, i’m [?] an arm and get it, so bring it on
you know i’m ready, the beef you wanna set it, i’ll take it all
yeah i’m geeked up b’ (huh)
xans gotta sleep (mhm)
i just doubled up my styrofoam, i’m sipping lean (hah)
she gon’ let me f+ck, but i can’t eat ’cause she a freak
we on the opp block in a truck stalking
we the creeps
creep, creep, creep
n+gga
we the creeps
creep, creep, creep
n+gga
we the creeps
you could get a 6+2 or a 2+23
bedtime, b+tch (bow)
put him to sleep
in a o, in a rover
talkin’ money i’mma show her
draco drum look like a boulder
don’t get caught, it’ll f+ck you over
stupid
i thought i told ya
n+ggas got them guns for show and tell, go put them poles up
digging in this b+tch, i’m in her guts, i got her toes up
i just turned a n+gga ass to runtz, my mans rolled up
breezy knocked four n+ggas down, b+tch, so what?
one opp mouth was so loud, we made his ass hush
jakejhit said he murderman, d+mn his ass dust
i can’t go out how like lil’ mookie did, his ass was driving drunk
spazz2times pick up your head, you’re on a stair stuck
boy what 3+5 should’ve did was had his head ducked
creep, creep, creep
n+gga
we the creeps
creep, creep, creep
n+gga
we the creeps
you could get a 6+2 or a 2+23
bedtime, b+tch (bow)
put him to sleep
creep, creep, creep
n+gga
we the creeps
creep, creep, creep
n+gga
we the creeps
you could get a 6+2 or a 2+23
bedtime, b+tch (bow)
put him to sleep

- jdot breezy lyrics

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