Creep Fast lyrics

by

Lil Wayne


[Intro]
Police! We have a search warrant!
C'mon c'mon eh T-Pain, it's Twista come this way, we gotta creep fast

[Verse 1: Twista]
Watch as I hit it through the middle of the city in the chevy
And I'm ready with the woofas that'll beat up your block
And I got the tech and a machete for the n*ggas actin' petty
Get to talkin' I'ma heat up your block
If you wanna bring your boys
Better bring the toys
Better bring the noise
I'ma pump it full of ammunition
Bodies I be hittin' when I get to spittin' everybody
Shoulda broke and ain't nobody listen so now I...
Roll on 24's when I'm on your tip
They all know who I am ain't nobody talkin' sh*t
Tell me when did they ever think that I was a ho
'Cause I got killas with me crips, bloods, G's and folks
And we be focused on the paper when we be up in the kitchen
When we thinkin' 'bout the money on the steady come up
And I got the n*ggas that be ready for whatever with a whole war chest if a n*gga run up
AK-47, Desert Eagle, sk, Mac 11 for the n*ggas that'll try to run up
n*gga what ya want I'm a bone thug get you while your sleepin'
'Cause you know I'm creepin' on ah come up
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Motherf*ckas actin' like they don't know me
But they know just who I am, I'm a mother-f*ckin' killa gorilla n*gga
You better act like you understand
'Cause I'm a killer, a mass murderer, the realest n*gga, that you ever heard of
Motherf*ckas actin' like they don't know the deal
But they know just what to do
Everybody's talkin' in the streets so you know that I'm comin' straight for you
I'm a killa, a mass murderer, the realest n*gga, that you ever heard of

[Verse 2: Twista]
Quit the playin' n*gga and get over on the Twista I'ma see you when I see you
And I wouldn't want to be you
Got the Desert Eagle
When I'm rollin' in the Regal
And I'm lookin' at you evil
Through the eye of a needle
Not a misdemeanor
But a murder with a millimeter
Feel the heat of Twista when I'm bustin' at your whip
I kill a burglar when I be comin' for your sh*t
I'm a get you for your goods when I run up in your crib
Tell me where your jewelry at
And where your safe
Don't make me have to smack this ugly b*tch in her face (shut up)
Is it behind that portrait or is it
In your floor (uh huh), just let me know so that I can hit it up
'Cause I gots to go
'Cause I got a thumper so I had to lick on them n*ggas
'Cause it used to be that if I had to get 'em I'mma get 'em
Never ride a burgundy Lamborghini Murcielago through the city
Because I know that'll kill 'em
Averagin' a 100 yards a game
My competition better back up
I'm the key runnin' back
n*ggas that ain't ready get the machete
For the lyrical Jason of rap I'mma keep comin' back
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Motherf*ckas actin' like they don't know me
But they know just who I am, I'm a mother-f*ckin' killa gorilla n*gga
You better act like you understand
'Cause I'm a killer, a mass murderer, the realest n*gga, that you ever heard of
Motherf*ckas actin' like they don't know the deal
But they know just what to do
Everybody's talkin' in the streets so you know that I'm comin' straight for you
I'm a killa, a mass murderer, the realest n*gga, that you ever heard of

[Verse 3: Twista]
The lyrical assassin, I'm packin' a gat and
I be attackin' the track
If I got a package of the good
T a legendary representa for the city
'Cause I put it down ever since I been rappin' in the hood
17 years of goin' and flowin'
And showin' these n*ggas when it come to beatin' me nobody could
I been spittin venom ever since the days UGK been rappin'
And talkin' 'bout puttin' diamonds on the wood
Pull up in a old Cadillac before I got some fame
I done got that guap and the number one spot now I ride a Range
And because I spit that crack is the reason we got some change
And if we ain't makin' money off rap then we got them thangs
Got the 8 dollar hollas two for 15's
A 4 and I split a nine piece so you can hit the whole brick
How I run it by makin' a 100 every summer
Pullin' up in the Hummer can make a n*gga so sick
How I constantly come up with hits and steady be gettin' fans
Is only because a n*gga flows sick
So ain't no debate everybody know I'm great
Any muthaf*ckas that hate can suck my di*k
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Motherf*ckas actin' like they don't know me
But they know just who I am, I'm a mother-f*ckin' killa gorilla n*gga
You better act like you understand
'Cause I'm a killer, a mass murderer, the realest n*gga, that you ever heard of
Motherf*ckas actin' like they don't know the deal
But they know just what to do
Everybody's talkin' in the streets so you know that I'm comin' straight for you
I'm a killa, a mass murderer, the realest n*gga, that you ever heard of
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Copyright © 2012 - 2021 BeeLyrics.Net