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Creep
2
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Creep został wydany 9 maja 2025 przez Mutationstudios jako część albumu Creep - Single
album cover
Data wydania9 maja 2025
WytwórniaMutationstudios
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Embodied Havoc
Embodied Havoc
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill Dean Carey Jr
Bill Dean Carey Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Embodied Havoc
Embodied Havoc
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Producer

Tekst Utworu

[Intro]
I see you hot stuff, blonde butt! Imma touch!
[v1]
I know you see me blind fuck, followed you home inna white truck, ah, stare at you with binocs, im top notch, your boyfriends well…not, five knocks, no response so I pick the lock, youre a mess, kicked a box, Youre asleep, I lift your top, imma a creep, sniff your panties, as you lay underneath me, drag my friendly weenie, along your face for a welcome greeting, kiss your feet lightly, rub your thighs gently,
Oops—slipped in accidentally, dip quick before you wake panicking
[hook]
Imma creep, you’re asleep, looking cute, smell nice too
Hair is soft, you’ve been caught, all your dreams, not about me,
Imma creep, prey on weak, Peek-a-boo, I see you
Hand outstretched, stop mid-air, almost touched, never knew
[v2]
Shits wack, im screaming at, youre deaf ass, talk back! I dare ya bitch, plastic wrap, quit ignoring me, whatcha sign cum rag? finna use you, then lose you, follow blues clues, got screws lose, from booze juice, bump new tunes, leave your shoes, in my bedroom,
Rented out the dorm next to you, so I can keep my eyes glued to you,
Youre fucking your boyfriend again, walls are not thin damn bro give her oxygen,
I should sneak over but then, I would get caught god dammit,
Guess ill check Roku, all this noise and you’re laying there just taking it
Would love to love you, but you’re not enjoying it, are you?
Watched for so long, you feel like mine.
Know your secrets, you don’t know mine.
Hes about to finish, don’t fucking cream pie
Don’t wanna wipe it off tonight, makes me cry,
That’s my girl, know you place bitch, you’re the side guy
[v3]
Whisper your name, keep my distance, but never too far -- cause I stay missin
Lookin pretty when you sleep, while I creep, go digging through your jeep
Know somethings off, everything’s has been moved, still missing your top
The more you look, the less you’ll find. I’m never where you think, always behind
Changed locks, but I pick pocket, copy it, sneak in later, fix the sink faucet
All followers on social media, different devices to comment, like a medium
Putting my clothes in place, filling all drawers, spraying cologne in each space
Even friends with your pets, they love me, but get in my damn way
You get home, listen through the door, youre alone, wasn’t closed and hit the floor,
We lock eyes for the first time, here comes your boyfriend, he leaves with a black eye
Aint no fucking way imma continue to let another man pipe my flesh light
Grab your hand, and….man im done with blow up dolls dawg!
It’s spinning through the air, I’m just standing there—rock hard, pissed off
Dried cum shooting out and snowing everywhere, blue balled, ill die hard
Written by: Bill Dean Carey Jr
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