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Late Night Creep (feat. Murder One)

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Late Night Creep (feat. Murder One)

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I, I only see em' on the late night creep

And I, fuck her good and never fall asleep

Cause I, I'm just a big ol' pimp I run, so deep

And its alright, she opened up cause I don't have the key

(Take your clothes of, BIATCH, take your clothes off) la-da-da-la...

(Take your clothes of, BIATCH, take your clothes off)

(Take your clothes of, BIATCH, take your clothes off) la-da-da-la...

(Take your clothes of, BIATCH, take your clothes off)

Damn, I'm about to smack this

Peepable brown miraculous!, glutious-maximus, shorty is bad as shit!

Little cutie got skills like magic dust, (bling) her throat skills feels fabulous (oh shit)

Nigga mother-fucker feel like this an ambulance

Put a nigga in a coma with some bomb ass head

You mad at me, cause I get it for free you cant, top dolla

Cause you wanna get made, you heard what i said?

Pussy make weak niggas dead

True dat' that's a thang, take two plus bitch, pass it back

I get ass in the Caddillac, Murder One in the house not havin' that

Get freaky wit' me shit I'm bringin' ya back

Oh you lovin' this mack, cause I got your leg shakin' like that

Cause a nigga's straight killin' the cat

Kill that pussy, make it wet, make it sweat

Make it wet, eat this dick put in the work and get minimal rich, bitch

I'm all about this money ho, ho money keep comin' you wanna bum some mo'

Yo nigga keep payin' what you want me fo'?

They call me Shorty Pimp, mackin' ho's from here to Flint

I know for a fact it's on again cause I picked her up at 1AM

I, I only see em' on the late night creep

And I, fuck her good and never fall asleep

Cause I, I'm just a big ol' pimp I run, so deep

And its alright, she opened up cause I don't have the key

(Take your clothes of, BIATCH, take your clothes off) la-da-da-la...

(Take your clothes of, BIATCH, take your clothes off)

(Take your clothes of, BIATCH, take your clothes off) la-da-da-la...

(Take your clothes of, BIATCH, take your clothes off)

Girl, I like the way you shake that thang

Get it girl, make that change

Like the way you pop, drop, stop, say my name

Girl I ain't bout' playin', brown skin with a bow-leg

Head cross on fo'-head, five-eight with her shoes on

She said "I want what you want", now I'm at her home and I'm fuckin on her futon

Like girl let's do some'n, I ain't gone cum you cum

Homegirl got a true monkey, monkey wanna call that two-some

Come through, with henny and coke, plenty of smoke, plenty of the folks just with me

We ball out pretty, we told on twentie's, we fall out shitty

So if y'all not with me, y'all see me mob with two ho's

Y'all see em' slob on my knob, mobbin' my bob

Y'all drivin' too close

I know you from Chi-town, pimp her

Break a bitch and lie down in her

Make a little church girl a sinner

Dont worry im finna', put her in a skirt and send her to work

Big pimpin' on the turf, she better use it til' it hurts

Put the money in her bra and not her purse

Bitch, make that cocky glass then panties always drop fast

Dont ever stuff that ass, just hit me when you got my cash

I, I only see em' on the late night creep

And I, fuck her good and never fall asleep

Cause I, I'm just a big ol' pimp I run, so deep

And its alright, she opened up cause I don't have the key

(Take your clothes of, BIATCH, take your clothes off) la-da-da-la...

(Take your clothes of, BIATCH, take your clothes off)

(Take your clothes of, BIATCH, take your clothes off) la-da-da-la...

(Take your clothes of, BIATCH, take your clothes off)

La-da-da-la...

La-da-da-la...

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