On Da Creep lyrics

"MTM hit 'em with the heat!"

(Verse 1: Ouija Macc)
(Let's go!)
Hatchet soaked in gasoline and b*tch I brought the flame
Severed heads on fire when I make it swang (haa!)
Skating on them thangs out the window I'm let it hang
Chapter Seventeen say that motherf*ckin' sh*t again
(CHAPTER SEVENTEEN)
And my clique strong b*tch
Clockin' touchdowns, dancing in the end zone b*tch (yeah!) (yeah!)
Hol' up! Ooh!
I just nutted on some tits
f*ckin' dummy should've never let a Juggalo get rich
(yeah!) (yeah!)
The insomniac psychopatchet call mе Dad
Matter fact don't call me b*tch I'm whippin' up that f*ckin' pack (whip!)

(Sinizter)
I'm turning nothing into somеthing hostile day and night
(?) hatchetmane
I stay OP I'm on the creep
I'm always peeping game
That's why I stay away from all these motherf*cking names (f*ck 'em!)
See me and Ouija drinking acid b*tch we taking names
(Verse 2: Ouija Macc)
Names getting written down (yuh!)
b*tch you trippin' now
I should've known better than ever to think you were f*cking around with a wicked clown
Juugin' off the meter now
Sinizter ready to beat 'em down
Hatchet swang once and got three b*tches leaking out (leakin' out)
And you asked for it b*tch
At a red light brains on your dashboard b*tch (ooh! ooh!)
Got a shotty in my Jansport b*tch
Leave you drippin' off the wall in the Vans store b*tch (yeah! yeah!)
Hol' up! Ooh!
Juggalo and never switch
That 11 with the 6 (?) and lunatic

(Sinizter)
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