Creepin' on Da Low (feat. Mrshmini, Lelocks, ETP, Truthh, EC, DC & BSK)

She creepin' on da low, runnin' while her man's at home

Tryin' to get the digits to my call to put her number in my phone

I said her man ain't know

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

Ho-Hold up

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

Ho-Hold up

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

Little shorty be bad

Poppin' and wildin' it up in the club, or sippin' the cup in the back

I know the sermon ain't beside her, so I gotta see what's up with that

And grab a cheek or two

I know you got it, man, but you be runnin' and hidin' like it's peek-a-boo

So move aside and lead the pack 'cause I'm about to loose

Get this bitch a little hint of what I'm 'bout to do

I can recognize your overdrive, you leave the clues

And you were scandalous, not mandatory, it's the truth

You need to smack that bitch up, even if she lose it too

Don't back that bitch up, like I don't mean this rude

Stupid bitch, ridin' all round the city, grabbin' on stranger's dickies

Reputation like Kiki, Matik is freaky

Club and double cup until Marley droppin', she easy

Bungee hoppin', no stoppin', this bitch is floppin' on pee-pee (Oh, my god)

But ho collateral nice, no matter the fight

She real animal type, break your cannibal like

She like compatible pipes and ride the manual bikes

See that bitch up on the corner, is that Samuel's dice?

Apocalypse, bangin' my tool all over them chocolate lips

She back it up, has 'em holdin' on to them chopper hips

Now she winkless, stuff her brains, take time, we need some recess

But I love that feelin' skin on skin feeling, all of her pieces

But fuck love, I'd rather drop acid, dwell to a dub beat

Fuck all my exes, all them hoes pugly

She creepin' on da low, runnin' while her man's at home

Tryin' to get the digits to my call to put her number in my phone

I said her man ain't know

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

Ho-Hold up

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

Ho-Hold up

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

She's tellin' Vicky's secrets, spreadin' more than her cheeks

Now everybody round the city know she more than a freak

The type of bitch to use her kids up as a bargaining chip

Even though she leave 'em home when she go out with her friends

She only call her baby daddy when the check isn't in

But she be hangin' off the parlors any time we drop hits

We hit the club, she steady posin', she manufacture moments

She be like, "Fancy seein' you in here," the puffer keep her rollin'

She jump in every photo, she drop a ring like Frodo

I rock the solo dolo, she got me yellin', oh, no

She said she down to get that G, baby girl, follow me

I'm a dawg, kill that kitty, leave that nani RIP

Laid the pipe right, OG from the red eye family

And my neighbor are still yellin' M-O-B

No, but you can't get my moola, lick the balls like my name Rick the Ruler

Who the, that baller makin' the creepin' bitches, ooh-la

She creepin' on da low, runnin' while her man's at home

Tryin' to get the digits to my call to put her number in my phone

I said her man ain't know

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

Ho-Hold up

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

Ho-Hold up

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

Yeah, she love when I beat it up, she like my style, I got that royal

Droppin' her man at home, she all alone, these hoes ain't loyal

Gimme that ass, gon' make it pop, tit for tat, but don't watch the clock

Tick tock, makin' the body rock, catchin' a feeling, that's when I stop

Never touched a thot, but her big ass butt

Never trust a bitch, I'm tryna get range

I ain't play some of that, you're lame

Can't hate the player, gotta hate the game

Gotta get that money, get the fame

Get that train, gotta get the game

Get that train, gotta get the game

Put it together again, bang, bang

She wanted my digits, but I been tellin' her no

If you wanna roll, then takin' the road

They creepin' up right on the low, that's not how bitch supposed to go

You see, we mind our own business, don't care about anyone's opinions

Stickin' to grippin' on the mic, and top of that, we'll simply pop it on the floor

Takin' it to another level while you waitin' on the fact

That all these bitches be basic, no situation

Gotta be made up in this shit, women'll look for anything

The definition of a ho is something that I don't mess with

She creepin' on da low, runnin' while her man's at home

Tryin' to get the digits to my call to put her number in my phone

I said her man ain't know

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

Ho-Hold up

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

Ho-Hold up

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

Ay, yo, think you're silly, makin' moves now

You know we bringin' that heat, you better cool down

Iggy's some sticky hickies up on ya two times

That ain't from me, that's from your man, so what you doin', ma?

Doin' ma? (Dizzy, I don't know)

Does he know you're here? Does he know the clothes you wear?

Does he know you do your make up and do up your hair?

Does he know you mess with other brothers up in the club?

I ain't messin' with all that fake shit, they call it groupie love

She figure one them ho got the shit, carry speed was

She slow it up then drop it down just like a dump truck

She got a rep, well, I'm a bedroom bully, stoppin' me, huh?

Pickin' any breed in season, she's the reason I ain't leavin'

She brushin' off her demons with her man, kika

Poor baller thinkin' that they gotta keep her

She hit my pre-paid, now I'm the teacher

Deviant lust for me key, mamacita, like she wanna

She creepin' on da low, runnin' while her man's at home

Tryin' to get the digits to my call to put her number in my phone

I said her man ain't know

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

Ho-Hold up

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

Ho-Hold up

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

She creepin' on da low, runnin' while her man's at home

Tryin' to get the digits to my call to put her number in my phone

I said her man ain't know

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no

That he messin' with a ho, oh, shit, oh, no