Chords with lyrics
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When you’re out at a club and you see a fly girl
do the creep (haaaa)
do the creep (haaaa)
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And if you wanna make friends at the ATM
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Do the creep (haaaa)
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And do the creep (haaaa)
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Well we got a new dance, so get up on your feet
It’s real easy to do and it’s called the creep
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Let your hands flop round like a marionette
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Pop your knees up and down sh-sh-shakin’ your neck
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Now pull your waistband up like you expecting a flood
And stick your hair down flat like it was covered in mud
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Trim up your pencil mustache and pop them peepers
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Put this in your speakers, you a certified creeper
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When you see a country bitch laying out at the beach
Do the creep (haaaa)
And do the creep (haaaa)
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And when a fine PYT walks in front of your tree
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do the creep (haaaa)
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And do the creep (haaaa)
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I was six years old when I started creeping
My parents took it to their room and I started peeping
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Can you imagine their surprise when they lifted their heads
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And saw my little ass creeping at the foot of the bed
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And they knew I was a creep since the day I was born
Get popping out of momma like some kettle corn
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And the doctor saw my head and he starting freaking
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Cause I came clean and I came out creeping
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When I was a girl, I creeped in the boys locker room
Hide deep inside, it was my little creep stalker room
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As they dis-robed I was oogling and oggling
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Little did they know that for me they was modelling
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And I would laugh ha ha ha ha ha haha
And they would dance la la la la lalala-laaa
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So pop pop pop your peepers and turn out your sneakers
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Don’t sleep, come and get ya creep on with me
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Go get ya sweating off ya bride at her wedding
do the creep (haaaa)
And do the creep (haaaa)
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But when you sneek into a wake and you see a beefcake
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Do the creep (haaaa)
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And do the creep (haaa)
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When the judge is a hottie and you can’t control ya body
Do the creep (haaaa)
And do the creep (haaa)
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So get ya knees flexin’ and your arms T-rexin’
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Do the creep (haaaa)
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And do the creep (haaa)
thats all