Tonart: F# minor
Verse 1
I've been known to creep
See you lookin' like you wanna speak,
but don't speak
When you see me and my dawgs
ridin' down the street
Hangin' out the window
where the drivers seat
Like, what's up, Miss Thing?
See you lookin' at the bling
from my rims, they bling
When the sun hit them,
it's nothin' for me to get them
You can ride with me,
but, baby, I'm tryin' to hit them
From all positions,
so let me know you wanna tango
Hittin' them switches
and beat it up from Mariango
Front, back, side to side
I see you hangin' on tight,
you enjoyin' the ride
Oh, got you twisted all up like a pretzel
Tryin' to cuddle with me
with your face all in my chest
Whoa, slow down, baby, we just met
But we could do it all again
Em
I creep, I'm sneaky, can we get freaky?
All I wanna do is something freaky to you
Uh -huh, uh -huh
C
Em
I creep, I'm sneaky,
C
Em
can we get freaky?
C
Em
Nasty on the phone
and me here all night long
C
Em
Yeah now, yeah now in my Denali,
getting my body sweaty
You just nasty as can be,
why you licking all on me?
C
Em
I won't ever tell nobody
C
what I did to your body
Em
Cause I'm sneaky all alone
C
Em
Call me when your friends are gone
She wanna run with me,
no she wanna be with me
When the sun go down,
she gon' creep with me
If I take you somewhere
and you eat with me
When we get to the spot,
you gon' sleep with me
If I'm spending money,
then it's like you signing a lease
If I'm whining and dining,
then you gon' give me a piece
Of the cookies and cream,
yeah that I mean
Then it's time to come up
out of them jeans,
know what I mean?
C
Em
C
Em
I creep, I'm sneaky, can we get freaky?
All I wanna do is something freaky to you
C
Em
I creep, I'm sneaky,
C
Em
can we get freaky?
You get nasty on the phone,
won't let me get on my nose
Yeah, yeah
Move your body like a snake, girl
Let me see you back it up
and make it shake, girl
All that stuff in them low -cut jeans
And she got her thumb
showing you know what I mean
And it's like, damn, baby,
why you do that there?
When you came out,
you knew everybody was still.
Yeah, you got me looking.
You got my undivided attention.
But so many was at you,
you ain't decided.
Who you gonna roll with
when this is over?
I'm the type that's knocking the boots
until you sober.
The type of nigga
that you dream about messing with.
Don't fall in love with me,
you gonna learn a lesson quick.
All I got is hard dick
and some Jimmy hats.
Gotta keep them with me,
because these bitches
love to give me that.
Kitty cat bouncing on me
like a trampoline,
sucking all the juice out of
a player like a tangerine.
C
Em
C
Em
I creep, I'm sneaky, can we get freaky?
All I wanna do is something freaky to you
Uh -huh, uh -huh
C
Em
I creep, I'm sneaky,
C
Em
can we get freaky?
You get nasty on the phone,
let me hit on my nose
Yeah, yeah
C
Em
I creep, I'm sneaky, can we get freaky?
All I wanna do is something freaky to you
Uh -huh, uh -huh
C
Em
I'm creeped, I'm sneaky,
Em
you think it been nasty on the phone,
let me get on my nose
Outro 1
Yeah, yeah
Em
Em
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