
Creep in the night 408 Darwin
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[Intro]
(Wow, For the win!)
(That could be it)
(Ha, ha, ha,)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, yo, creep in the night, she a thief
Uh, uh, ayy, creep in the night, she a thief
Gave her my heart and she stole it from me
But I still let her cry on my shoulder with me
Would you take a real bullet or boulder for me?
But I feel like that she be the one with the trigger
Remember when you went and fucked up my nigga
I fucked up, I wanna go pop me a jigga
Lil' baby, you damn near turned me to a killer
Ayy, but I cannot do it no morе
My soul is a mess, I keep goin' through it with hoes
And I can get lost, so I'm finna stick to this monеy
And keep with a few little poles
'Cause I know the devil won't kill me, he try me
We slidin' through hell with some blickies
My nigga's been givin' some hats to the city
Remember I was searchin' couches for pennies
And now I can buy a few houses and bentleys
I pray to the Lord and I hope you forgive me
Just tell my daddy, hope he know that I'm missin'
Just tell my daddy, hope I know that he missin'
I wanna be with him, but I cannot do it, yeah
I gotta stay here and stick to this music
Helpin' my mama, I got all food stamps
(Wow, For the win!)
(That could be it)
(Ha, ha, ha,)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, yo, creep in the night, she a thief
Uh, uh, ayy, creep in the night, she a thief
Gave her my heart and she stole it from me
But I still let her cry on my shoulder with me
Would you take a real bullet or boulder for me?
But I feel like that she be the one with the trigger
Remember when you went and fucked up my nigga
I fucked up, I wanna go pop me a jigga
Lil' baby, you damn near turned me to a killer
Ayy, but I cannot do it no morе
My soul is a mess, I keep goin' through it with hoes
And I can get lost, so I'm finna stick to this monеy
And keep with a few little poles
'Cause I know the devil won't kill me, he try me
We slidin' through hell with some blickies
My nigga's been givin' some hats to the city
Remember I was searchin' couches for pennies
And now I can buy a few houses and bentleys
I pray to the Lord and I hope you forgive me
Just tell my daddy, hope he know that I'm missin'
Just tell my daddy, hope I know that he missin'
I wanna be with him, but I cannot do it, yeah
I gotta stay here and stick to this music
Helpin' my mama, I got all food stamps
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