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

It's the nature of the beast You can hear the thunder long before the storm But you can't hear the lion when he stalks his prey He's moving like a shadow, creeping up on you And like a siren's call he's gonna have his way You'd better run, forget your

I'm gonna try I'm gonna try! Should I? I'm gonna die It's so predictable I can in every way, mistake the pain I feel inside It comes at me, evil thoughts is creeping through my mind Who are you to say, that I can't speak what's on my mind It runs away I

Lord knows the devil don't sleep He never shuts his eyes You never hear him creepin' Heaven knows he's hell bent on me Shackles and chains, thank God that He can break me free 'Cause Lord knows the devil don't sleep You never hear him creepin', yeah

Smack that, all on the floor, Smack that, give me some more, Smack that, oooh. I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over.

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

Cause you know that in the end But I'm still in love You've been lyin' I've been cryin' You've been messin' I've been guessin' 'bout you You've been cheatin' I've been creepin' around You've been leavin'

Ayy, ayy, ayy, tell me what you know 'Bout a motherfucker out the bottom, with a gold grill gleamin' Makin' all these hoes problems Stalker, creepin' out the fuckin' dungeon Switchblade on 'em, hit the guts like a pumpkin, dumpin' Thirty rounds of the

Ah-ah, ah-ah I think I'm breaking down again Ah-ah, ah-ah I think I'm breaking down I can see it coming from the edge of the room Creeping in the streetlight holding my hand in the pale gloom Can you see it coming now? All alone it was always there you

Niggas creepin' How'd it get so scandalous? But stay woke Now stay woke Now don't you close your eyes We can make it, oh If you want it They gon' find you (they gon' find you)