B. Smyth and Young Thug - Creep

Creep, creep
Creep, creep, creep
Creep (Dun Deal on the track)
Creep

She just wanna party for the weekend
She just got a nigga so she creepin'
We just wanna party for the weekend
I'mma dab, I'mma dab in that pussy, dab in that pussy (Oh yeah)
Dab in that pussy, dab in that pussy, oh yeah
Party for the weekend, she just wanna slide up in my DM
Creep, creep, creep, hey

Skuuuurt
I pull up in that pussy
I leave the engine running, 'cause all I need is a quickie (Hey)
She just wanna fuck said she ain't lookin' for love
I knew that shit from the start so I had to stop at the store
She said "daddy you a star, I wanna come on your tour"
She rocking my mic in the back like she done done this before
We ain't even on the bed fuck it just made it to floor
She says somthin' about her nigga, she wanna even the score
Is that baby fair? I'm okay with that (Hey)
Hit it from the back, said she needed that (Hey)
Let's state the facts girl your nigga trash (Hey)
Jump on this jet ain't you glad we met

Slide into my DM (Slide, slide)
She just wanna party for the weekend (Party, party)
Said she got a nigga so she creepin' (Oh yeah)
Said she got a nigga so she creepin' (Oh yeah)
I'mma dab in that pussy, dab in that pussy (Oh yeah)
Dab in that pussy, dab in that pussy, oh yeah
We gonna party for the weekend
She just wanna party for the weekend
Creep, creep, creep

Party on the weekend
I'mma look right in your brown house from the begin
I might throw some goggles on so I can peak in
And, I'mma put it in your crack just like a pecan
Hey I got big racks and I'm not Jewish
I drink that Ac' until I'm woosie
Stop playing mama let's do this
Hey stop it right there bae, Uncle Luke shit
Hey that ain't stoppin' motherfuckers real hard lil Duke
I been fuckin' on the teachers at the school, I ain't fuckin' on the students or the tutors
I'm like knick, knack, paddywack give a nigga crack that, take it out the roof
And I just wanna fuck with you
I just wanna lotion you up

Slide into my DM (Slide, slide)
She just wanna party for the weekend (Party, party)
Said she got a nigga so she creepin' (Oh yeah)
Said she got a nigga so she creepin' (Oh yeah)
I'mma dab in that pussy, dab in that pussy (Oh yeah)
Dab in that pussy, dab in that pussy, oh yeah
We gonna party for the weekend, she just wanna party for the weekend
Creep, creep, creep

I beat that pussy then I (Skuurt)
I eat that pussy then I (Skuurt)
She told me that she gotta (Skuurt)
So I guess I gotta go to (Work)
We got it in then I (Skuurt)
She pop the xan it's a (Twerk)
She got a friend who can (Twerk)
So you know a nigga had to

So you know a nigga had to
Yeah, you know a nigga had to
Do what I do
Yeah, you know that I do it
I do what I do, bitch you know that I do it

Written by:
AARON LAMONT SMALL, BRANDON ALEXANDER SMITH, DAVID MAXIMILLIAN CUNNINGHAM, JEFFERY LAMAR WILLIAMS, KEITH THOMAS, LESHAWN ROGERS

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