Creepin’ Willie D (Ft. Sho (TX))

[Intro: Sho]
Creep, creep, hehehe, we're back in the house again fools
Hahahahaha, although uhh.. man I got a pound of weed
Two boxes of switches, a trunk full of brew
And this gas is only filled low, hehehe
Hehehe, let's creep

[Verse 1: Sho]
I'm rolling up this lap, got them taped
And I'm sitting on things, jamming Isle
Sho is straight creeping
I'm rolling by myself with my tool on my lap
And my gas needle's laying on the up
I'm in South Park, cause that's where I hang my hat
I hit the village, turned around and dubbed it back
I'm rolling so low, I'm getting passed by bikes
Stopped in traffic and getting caught by every light
But I'm taking my time cause my load is looking fine
Took a snuff, fire the switcher, and rolled up a whole dime
Windows up tight, I got my AC blowing
Rolling up this lap on the cooling, I'm doing a little horn
Blowing at my homies, and all the little cuties
Especially the Daisy Dukes with the big booties
Who wanna get naughty, the Riding man is sounding like a party
Stopped by the Ice House and grabbed a Forty
Grabbed the heat from my seat and got back in the street
I'm on the creep