Chamillionaire - Creepin' (Solo) lyrics
rate me<FONT size="1"><B>(feat. Ludacris)</B></FONT><BR><BR>
Venom<br>
In the streets I'm peepin game<br>
I cant trust you, no no<br>
All up in my biness mayne<br>
I stay on the low low<br>
Say they really really fake<br>
Cant mess wit you no more<br>
Closest people to you hate<br>
So I be rollin solo<br>
<br>
I'm creepin on the low low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
I be rollin, I be rollin solo<br>
I'm creepin on the low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
I be rollin, I be rollin solo<br>
I'm creepin on the low<br>
<br>
More money yeah more problems<br>
What biggy said it look like it true<br>
Used to be my homeboy<br>
But now I'm payed so they tryna sue<br>
My garage got jaguars<br>
My garage look like a zoo<br>
Middle finger up for the haters<br>
Hope the hater here isn't you<br>
Super cool, thats real cool<br>
You can feel like you gotta friend<br>
But I aint trusing my money counter<br>
And thats the reason I count again<br>
You saw the forbes (yeah)<br>
I'm suspicious<br>
Thinking everybody wanna take my riches<br>
Cant take my money out my account<br>
Cos my bank teller get motion sickness<br>
Back and forth, b-back and forth<br>
From in the streets or right back in court<br>
Candy car built like a tank<br>
And my crib built like a fort<br>
Lets go to war<br>
I aint George bush<br>
I promise ya'll I'm gon be prepared<br>
Cos I aint trusting my weapon either<br>
And thats the reason I keep a spare<br>
<br>
In the streets I'm peepin game<br>
I cant trust you, no no<br>
All up in my biness mayne<br>
I stay on the low low<br>
Say they really really fake<br>
Cant mess wit you no more<br>
Closest people to you hate<br>
So I be rollin solo<br>
<br>
I'm creepin on the low low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
I be rollin, I be rollin solo<br>
I'm creepin on the low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
I be rollin, I be rollin solo<br>
I'm creepin on the low<br>
<br>
I aint hangin with none of ya'll<br>
Outcast like ??<br>
Win the grammy thing<br>
Guard the family<br>
And all of you gon leave out<br>
If you don't like it then peace out<br>
Look around and I see doubt<br>
I been known to get to the presidents<br>
Like barack is on speed dial<br>
Yeah its all about me now<br>
Don't want ya and don't need ya<br>
You don't grind and get to the money<br>
And you aint hungry I wont feed ya<br>
I aint hangin with no hater<br>
No faker<br>
No diva<br>
I knew it big and they say they did<br>
And tryna take my credit like stole visa<br>
If its lonely at the top (top)<br>
Id rather be alone<br>
Cos the closest people to ya<br>
The ones who guna do ya wrong<br>
Backstabbing me for a broad<br>
I promise that I will lose no sleep<br>
Cos jenny crank can be your freak<br>
But my bank account gon stay obese<br>
<br>
In the streets I'm peepin game<br>
I cant trust you, no no<br>
All up in my biness mayne<br>
I stay on the low low<br>
Say they really really fake<br>
Cant mess wit you no more<br>
Closest people to you hate<br>
So I be rollin solo<br>
<br>
I'm creepin on the low low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
I be rollin, I be rollin solo<br>
I'm creepin on the low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
I be rollin, I be rollin solo<br>
I'm creepin on the low<br>
<br>
<i>[Ludacris]</i><br>
I be, creeping lower than low<br>
Light another blunt I'm smoking the dro<br>
Choking, loking, never provoke him<br>
And a drunk will get popped and ill open the do<br>
Lungs full of smoke<br>
That means slower than slow<br>
Feel like I'm trapped and theres nowhere to go<br>
So i, just pull out the bazooka (blah)<br>
Put a fuckin hole in the flo'<br>
Luda! I'm so dope wid the flow<br>
Trunk fulla speakers, pocket fulla ??<br>
How much would a wood chuck chuck<br>
If a wood chuck could chuck wood<br>
Gripping on the wheel<br>
Turn it turn it<br>
Blow another stack<br>
I earned it earned it<br>
Blow another ??<br>
Pull another tram<br>
Light another blunt<br>
Burn it burn it<br>
Flame it up<br>
Hear my flow, I changed it up<br>
Everybody grab your gats<br>
And hold em, load, sock em, lock em, cock em<br>
And aim it up<br>
Bang it up<br>
Off in the sky<br>
Catch me rollin off in the ride<br>
26 inches<br>
Leave em defenceless<br>
45 always tucked in the side<br>
Open your eyes<br>
See me cruisin<br>
Cos I keep winning and these boys keep losing<br>
Plus I'm, the pimp of the year<br>
Playas is hatin and hos is choosing<br>
Look at all the hos you losing<br>
Then look at all the game I got<br>
And you can catch me creepin on the low low<br>
Luda ridin solo, beatin the block!<br>
<br>
In the streets I'm peepin game<br>
I cant trust you, no no<br>
All up in my biness mayne<br>
I stay on the low low<br>
Say they really really fake<br>
Cant mess wit you no more<br>
Closest people to you hate<br>
So I be rollin solo<br>
<br>
I'm creepin on the low low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
I be rollin, I be rollin solo<br>
I'm creepin on the low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
Creepin on the low low<br>
I be rollin, I be rollin solo<br>
I'm creepin on the low<br>
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