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Peepin'
5,586
UK Hip-Hop
Peepin' was released on March 1, 2019 by Project Melody Music as a part of the album Peepin' - Single
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Release DateMarch 1, 2019
LabelProject Melody Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Monster Florence
Monster Florence
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Donovan
Tom Donovan
Songwriter, Composer
Alex Osiris
Alex Osiris
Songwriter
Andre Mclean
Andre Mclean
Songwriter
Jonny Poole
Jonny Poole
Songwriter, Composer
Cameron Morrell
Cameron Morrell
Songwriter, Composer
Quinton Mitton
Quinton Mitton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Donovan
Tom Donovan
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Who's that?
What the fuck you want?
I'm fuckin' tired
Wake me up and I fuck you later
Ay
[Verse 2]
Who's that? (Who's that?) who's that? (Who's that?)
Who's that? (Who's that?) who's that?
Who's that? (Who's that?) who's that? (Who's that?)
Who's that? (Who's that?) who's that?
Who's that? (Who's that?) who's that? (Who's that?)
Who's that? (Who's that?) who's that?
Who's that? (Who's that?) who's that? (Who's that?)
Who's that? (Who's that?)
Who's that peepin' through my window (The fuck you want?)
(The fuck you want from me?)
Who's that peepin' through my window (The fuck you want?)
(What the fuck you lookin' at?)
[Verse 3]
Wake me up with genko, end my day with hello
Run straight out my pen though, kept it up on ten toes
Did you not get the memo?
No, officer, I was at home playing GTA4
No, not Gran Turismo
That whip weren't stolen by us
Yeah, I swear we rode the bus home
Passed the boarded flats and drunk bloke
Marsh farm was a fucking drug zone
When my uncle had that rental
And the house is a fucking rental
Most love to my fucking rents though
Mama never paid the rent though
When my papa died, we were dead broke
When my uncle died, sorta blessed though
See around that times it was end goal
Tryna exercise, tryna stretch loads
Take a look through my fucking window
Just CCJ's and bad loans
Just weepin' babies, man grown
Took a leap of faith like a tadpole, like hello
[Verse 4]
Who's that? (Who's that?) who's that? (Who's that?)
Who's that? (Who's that?) who's that?
Who's that? (Who's that?) who's that? (Who's that?)
Who's that? (Who's that?) who's that?
Who's that? (Who's that?) who's that? (Who's that?)
Who's that? (Who's that?) who's that?
Who's that? (Who's that?) who's that? (Who's that?)
Who's that? (Who's that?)
Who's that peepin' through my window (The fuck you want?)
(The fuck you want from me?)
Who's that peepin' through my window (The fuck you want?)
(What the fuck you lookin' at?)
[Verse 5]
Two eyes in the back of my head
See shots like a camera lens
Duck 'em all, fuck 'em all, hearin' heat from an old flame
Comin' like a dragon's last breath
Tryna take but you haven't asked yet
No, no, make a madam half step
Man, them aren't guests
Best keep your shoes on, you ain't gonna dampen our step
Keep peepin', I'm knee deep and I be screamin'
I need meat like I've been vegan
Three geezers with two divas in one everning
That's a scene that will need cleanin'
She peepin' and got the horn like a beep-beep
Got the invite, now it's all even
Two two's we could shut the curtain and no swervin'
But I just wanna see who preed this
I see ya's
Like shakin' on the floor tryna breath quick
Couple geezers on a bait ting
Lookin' waved, feelin' sea sick
See Adidas on the table gettin' racked and I lean in
Then I peep at the peep that are peepin'
Got their phones out, them a keep, no deleting
That's fucked
[Verse 6]
Peace of mind, might just pick some pickled peppers
Like I'm Peter Pipe
Likkle bickers back and forth, didn't have no reason to lie
But at least you tried
Bright, bright, think I'm blind, think I'm peakin' right
Now you're watchin' Peaky Blinders
'Cause I'm peekin' through your blinds
Truth be told, I'm feelin' nice, I can't even lie
But you're lookin' at me just like, lookin' at me just like Jesus Christ
And I know I take the piss too, but it's like you take the piss three
Yeah, it's like you took the biscuit
I'm rich, bitch, not rich tea
Got my feet up on your settee
'Cause if you think you can walk all over me
Then fuck your couch, ****
[Verse 7]
Who's that peepin' through my window (The fuck you want?)
(The fuck you want from me?)
Who's that peepin' through my window (The fuck you want?)
(What the fuck you lookin' at?)
Written by: Alex Osiris, Andre Mclean, Cameron Morrell, Jonny Poole, Quinton Mitton, Tom Donovan
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