Creep

Ass so Fat man that shit don’t make no sense She gon play games with you and leave you suspense I threw some dollas for you make the expense Get you those all purses is it worth it If I gave you more than what you need would you flourish Had to trim off all the grass and watch out for the serpent You ain’t never been in my shoes so don’t misinterpret Never had 360 money but now I’m a circuit If I gave you the bag would you come back with a Triple Double Get me out the Box if I was ever in some trouble Mami I need someone to count on Pass too if we were ever down one Clutch shooter, hot shot, girl Top Notch Sweet Taste eat up like it’s chocolate Beat Blaze you could go thank Rawket I don’t even know if she’s a keeper All I know is Ass so Fat man that shit don’t make no sense She gon play games with you and leave you suspense  I threw some dollas for you make the expense Get you those all purses is it worth it If I gave you more than what you need would you flourish Had to trim off all the grass and watch out for the serpent You ain’t never been in my shoes so don’t misinterpret Never had 360 money but now I’m a circuit You deserve, everything expensive Got the keys made it out trenches Balling When I was on the sidelines Wrote the book clearly you ain’t follow guidelines In million dollar whip, Writing a billion dollar song Haters they be vibing, Mad that they gon sing along Mi casa tu casa, No Sabes que mami you belong If they tell you they saw this coming you know they was wrong I bought 6ix pairs cause I hate when they crease All my diamonds like Reese’s You wanted a piece You can call me when you need me Don’t take my love for granted and mistreat me Imma creep and I don’t sleep when I be with you I need somebody I could vent too I'm gravy and they want me to feel guilty Thought you was family, you first to do me filthy Every time you bounce that ass Yeah what I worked for I create the waves I'm riding on surfboard Prepaid my grave won’t see em up on billboard I got brothas in the hood that I would kill for I’m throwing dimes and these touches We smoke a pound of these dutches I kiss her lips when they Luscious I make the coochie get wetter You got Channel in Bikinis This start to feel like a set up My birthday right on the corner What lingerie should I get her Ass so Fat man that shit don’t make no sense She gon play games with you and leave you suspense  I threw some dollas for you make the expense Get you those all purses is it worth it If I gave you more than what you need would you flourish Had to trim off all the grass and watch out for the serpent You ain’t never been in my shoes so don’t misinterpret Never had 360 money but now I’m a circuit