CREEP lyrics

[Intro: TLC and Dee Play4Keeps]
Yeah, 'cause he doesn't know what I do
And no attention goes to show, yeah and so I creep (Grrah, yeah so I creep)
(Hardheaded, baby)

[Chorus]
L-like, and your b*tch wit' me screamin' out— (Oh I, oh I, oh I)
Bend through blocks tryna—
Creep on a opp, tryna leave 'em deceased
She gon' do what I say, she a freak
Thotties on thotties, they all tryna eat
I bend through the 8 with my guns on me
Tell lil Nesty, I catch him, he runnin' from me
I stay with my day ones, I love 'em for free

[Verse 1]
b*tch, I been had to get it together
All lockdown, I was just missin' my mother
When [?]
I bе goin' through sh*t that nobody doesn't
n*gga, I done lost my brother
Thеn I lost one of my cousins
Can't [?], I can't call you my buzzin'
Missin' Melz, I was really her husband
[?]
Gangsta n*gga, like I really be stompin'
sh*t, n*gga, that's word to your mother
They don't pray for my family, I pray for my brothers
Showed love, when they said that I wasn't
I need your love, I need to know that your coming
I'm a thug, this sh*t come wit' repercussions
And so what? n*gga, you know that I'm frontin'
[Chorus]
And your b*tch wit' me screamin' out— (Oh I, oh I, oh I)
Bend through blocks tryna—
Creep on a opp, tryna leave 'em deceased
She gon' do what I say, she a freak
Thotties on thotties, they all tryna eat
I bend through the 8 with my guns on me
Tell lil Nesty, I catch him, he runnin' from me
I stay with my day ones, I love 'em for free

[Verse 2]
[?], broad day, pray we won't get indicted
Come here girl and give me your gyattis
When she hear my songs, she start to get excited
And she kinda crazy but I kinda like it
On my line, she gon' write me
Tellin' me that she like me
Pretty fire, lightskin baddie, she feisty
Make a movie on yo' block, no Spike Lee
Can't make it hot, you gotta creep
Get low, tip-toe on your feet
Don't make a sound, pick up with the speed
Crouch down like you [under the seat?]
Get on the ground, get on your knees
H-hop out, n*gga everybody freeze
She doin' di*k, you tryna call her
But
[Chorus]
L-like, and your b*tch wit' me screamin' out— (Oh I, oh I, oh I)
Bend through blocks tryna—
Creep on a opp, tryna leave 'em deceased
She gon' do what I say, she a freak
Thotties on thotties, they all tryna eat
I bend through the 8 with my guns on me
Tell lil Nesty, I catch him, he runnin' from me
I stay with my day ones, I love 'em for free