Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Peek A Boo, artist - SOB X RBE. Date of issue: 26.09.2018
Song language: English
Peek A Boo |
| And I know you ain’t that nigga that you perpetrate to be |
| I ain’t movin' to impress ain’t gotta perpetrate to me |
| All them boots why ain’t you spittin'? |
| They’ll put me straight to sleep |
| Sayin' all you state is facts when all them links make believe |
| He can fake it like he wit' it but I know he ain’t a beast |
| RIP L’A Capone me and mines just play for keeps |
| You don’t got no hustle you be breakin' every lease |
| Remember they ain’t give me time but now they wanna marry me |
| When you feel death around the corner nigga that’s a scary thing |
| These blue birds in my jeans talk like a parakeet |
| I got my own style bitch stop comparin' me |
| Ain’t gettin' money stop the purpin' put his face wit' charity |
| Nigga 'less yo' name God bitch it ain’t no scarin' me |
| And I just bought another chop this bitch Mariah Carey sing |
| I know you don’t mean it when you said you care for me |
| Give up on me don’t you do that bitch, shout out to Derrick King |
| Said she love me very much, told that bitch I’m very sleep |
| Told my girl that I’m 200 she was like, «you better be» |
| Soon as my higari broke that’s when they wanna spread the peace |
| Came to the conclusion I want war and that’s 'til I rest wit' tee |
| Damn Tre why it had to be you? |
| I got the news, couldn’t believe, it was sad to be true |
| Bitch I’m always on my game I brought a strap in the booth |
| But when they ask for my government, I’m like you askin' for who? |
| And me and Brodie off a four and we just matchin' a deuce |
| And that’s hi-tech now I got green day I might crash in the coupe |
| Everybody rap 'bout guns what can they actually prove |
| Before I rocked them foreign kicks I had Shaq on the shoes |
| Ha, yeah I’m thankful for the struggle |
| Real chip getter, I’m just thankful for the ruffles |
| Slippin' wit' the bitch then we aimin' at the couple |
| Four on my bodyguard nigga I don’t ever rumble |
| Yeah, bitch we don’t ever chunk 'em |
| Must I say again pussy we don’t ever tussle |
| Never had a bop so I lent 'em to the uncle |
| Survival of the fittest I’m just thuggin' in the jungle |
| Bitch, and you be thuggin' wit' your feelin’s |
| Knock my bitch, yo' bitch too, fuck it call up Jerry Springer |
| Follow every step I take, they just followin' the leader |
| If you run up on me wrong, then you followin' the heater |
| Fake ass thug, you be borrowin' the heater |
| Brodie all about the bitch, we just borrowin' her Visa |
| Nigga what? |
| Who is you to tell me what the fuck I need to do? |
| Niggas hidin', choppa find 'em, lil' nigga peek a boo |
| And you won’t see a eyebrow when we creepin' through |
| I don’t gotta lie to sell nigga I can speak the truth |
| Nigga if you ain’t thuggin' then my music may not speak to you |
| Tryna keep up where you can’t compete you niggas need a boost |
| Bitch I’m that nigga for real |
| They hear my shit and take down notes it’s like I’m givin' them skills |
| Nigga you ain’t never been on no mission to kill |
| And every verse a nigga spit I be givin' 'em chills |
| On the gang |
| Yeah, givin' em chills |
| Givin' em chills |
| Ah, show 'em how we feel |