| Say, fool, every time I turn around this girl steady lookin' me in my
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| Eyes, man
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| What’s the deal? |
| You think she wanna hit it up?
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| What say she wanna toss up tonight, baby?
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| Why you peepin' me
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| Everybody knows that I’m a G
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| Hey, Hey, she’s peepin' me, she’s peepi’n me
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| Last night was a mother, your body was revealin'
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| Sexual healin' was a killin', it’s a feelin' you feelin'
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| When I’m chillin' on ben lows and sisters and brothers
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| I wear hats and pack gats the same color as my L’s
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| I’m ridin' twenties baby, catch the passenger seat
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| Mezzantine on my neck, princess cut on my teeth
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| Let you lay on satin sheets, lingerie from Chanel
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| Mashed potatoes and rump roast with the red post gonna catch hell
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| You fail to see, my game tight like a virgin
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| Just strut we can fuck up at the park up in my Bourbon
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| Disappear in the Lexus with the eyes that she gave me
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| Rendezvous to my boo and pick her up in my Bentley
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| Discreet me, they hate me, they also wanna lay me
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| Make my ends and call my friends so they can display me
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| So baby, baby, we can floss away and keep creepin'
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| Back to back she was beepin', steady peepin'
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| Why you peepin' me
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| Everybody knows that I’m a G
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| Hey, Hey, she’s peepin' me, she’s peepin' me
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| Why you peepin' me
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| Everybody knows that I’m a G
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| Hey, Hey, she’s peepin' me, she’s peepin' me
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| Once again P-A-T, they peepin' a G
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| Now what it’s gonna be, oh you and me
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| Take the broads, take charge, cause you know we live large
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| If she with the cat, say what, you know we don’t bar
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| I’m Mr. Fat Pat, hold up on all that
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| Haters don’t know how to act when they gal choose Max
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| No slack in my game, have her screamin' my name
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| We all claim to be down, since a player got bang
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| But ain’t nothing changed, we still breakin' them bops
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| Beep-beep goes my page when I pass by her house
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| Know what I’m talkin' bout, ain’t no remedy for that
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| Lovin' this cool cat, leave and don’t come back
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| As a matter of fact, peep game ain’t got on no ring
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| No commitment, just hit it, go on and let Ke get it
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| Pass it on, we gettin' gone, turn some more homies on
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| Lookin' out your window peepin' while those twenties lead you home
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| You keep peepin'
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| Why you peepin' me
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| Everybody knows that I’m a G
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| Hey, Hey, she’s peepin' me, she’s peepin' me
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| Why you peepin' me
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| Everybody knows that I’m a G
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| Hey, Hey, she’s peepin' me, she’s peepin' me
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| She’s peepin' me from the corner of her eyes
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| I imagine myself all up between her thighs
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| Close your eyes, let me take you there, but you beware
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| Ain’t no limit to this thug love that I display
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| On the way to the bathroom down to the kitchen
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| Bumpin' hard, breathing hard hittin' every position
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| My intentions, did I mention when I saw you peepin'
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| Ain’t seekin' no relations, just straight freekin'
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| One hour of pleasure, we can do whatever
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| Nobody does it better, nobody gets it wetter
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| Spendin' the high cheddar, hold you tight like a sweater
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| If you was a letter I’d call you A
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| Everything A-O-K when its our way
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| Ain’t nothing more to say, ta-ta baby
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| You done let me parlay, now I’m on my way
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| Once again, in the wind, hit me don’t hesitate
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| Because you peepin'
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| Why you peepin' me
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| Everybody knows that I’m a G
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| Hey, Hey, she’s peepin' me, she’s peepin' me
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| Why you peepin' me
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| Everybody knows that I’m a G
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| Hey, Hey, she’s peepin' me, she’s peepin' me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Peepin Me , by - Lil Keke. Song from the album The Don Ke Chronicles, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп