I want you to bang my box I sleep with the door open If you want to come in while I'm sleeping I'm always sleeping naked 'Cause I wake up and you're creeping Want to lick it so much It's almost like I taste it on the tip of my tongue I want to touch it

While you creep around (on me) Ooo-oh (huh) How long has this been goin' on? While you creep around How long has has has has has has You been creepin' 'round (on me) While you callin' me (baby) You been actin' so (shady) I've been feelin' it (lately),

I wish I never knew I wake up screaming It's all because of you So real these voices in my head Scared and Lonely You won't be scared You won't be scared and lonely You won't be scared you won't be lonely At night I hear it creeping

Baby please don't go, go, go, go Baby please don't go If I wake up tomorrow, will you still be here I don't know, if you feel the way I do If you leave I'm going to find you I stay running from tomorrow I feel the sun creepin' up like tick tock We'll

That old wacky tobaccy When you feel it creeping up on you Kick back and let it do what it do What's that smell? Wanda is a woman she works down the hall Shows up on time, she's like balls to the wall She went out to lunch with her high school friends

So I creep, yeah, just creepin' on, (Creep) oh ah, oh ah, oh ah yeah, So I creep, yeah, 'cause he doesn't know what I do, So I creep, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah yeah And no attention goes to show oh. But I'll know. 'cept nobody is supposed to know. And no

Aye, aye, aye, aye now that Floyd is long gone Aye, aye, aye, aye hear the hound dogs moan And the people say And the creeper was a creepin' and the souls they were hollerin' singin' Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye How how how how how Floyd was a trapper way

Just chillin' on the weekend, weekend Up all night then we sleepin', sleepin' But we were never really sleepin', sleepin' Tangled up in the sheets in, sheets in Goose bumps just a creepin', creepin' Yeah, we chillin' on the weekend Sippin' something on

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor Pull up, nigga creeping Colder than a motherfucker, guess it's ho season (bitch) Shorty got that ass, baby girl it's nice to meet you With these lights off,

Creepin' out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay Serve on, se-serve on, now you know I'm out it hard (Ay, Yung Mutt) (Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya) Mirror, mirror on the wall Who the fuck was that ugly ass boy I saw? Yung Mutt with the dumbfuck Dirty