Police, we have a search warrant, freeze C'mon, c'mon, T-Pain, T-Pain, it's Twista Come this way, c'mon, we gotta creep fast, c'mon Watch as I hit it
[Twista] c'mon c'mon eh T-Pain, its Twista come this way, we gotta creep fast watch as I hit it through the middle of the city in the chevy and I'm ready
(feat. T-Pain) (Police! We Have A Search Warrant) [Twista:] C'mon C'mon Eh T-Pain, Its Twista Come This Way, We Gotta Creep Fast. Watch As I Hit It
번역: Twista. 빠른 크리프.
T-Pain) [Knocks] POLICE! We have a search warrant! [Twista] Come on, come on Aye T-Pain, T-pain its twista Come this way come on we gotta creep fast
Just before the afternoon creeps in Just before it gets too hot, to be outside I like to lay on my back in the grass and Watch the airplanes go by and
boy, I'm know to get rude Criminal background, it's time to get down I use a silencer, don't like the loud sound Off my mic blast, you better run fast
grab her by the butt Pull her to my side, I'm in deep Woke that ass up just to put her to sleep Everyday is the same thang, I creep in It's like true
verse1. Rolling through the streets though i got somewhere to go driving past ur house though im creeping on the low i look up and see your light on through
let this happen With who? The girl next door, you know? Man I don't know what to do Say it wasn't you Alright Honey came in and she caught me red-handed Creeping
don't know what to do (Gonna be aiight, gonna be aiight) But I gotta be a woman, I gotta get over you (Yeah aiight, yeah aiight) I think I saw your baby's mother Creeping
a man at home But the conversation's old He think he's slick and doing right But now he's got to go [incomprehensible] at a quarter past twelve Creeping
home But the conversation's old He think he slick ain't doing right So now he's got to go I'll be parked up at the Shell at a quarter past twelve Creeping
nigga in the cash game Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real How do u want it? How do you feel? Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game Livin' in the fast
money in the sack L locked 'em all in the vault, time to bail, well, tickets I'm out the door, hopped in the smug and I break fast Get to my pad, sit
never spineless, in silence Hoping I die fast, but chill, never do, sleepa Gotta get put that on all me reefer Somehow must beat ya, so peep out the creep
Creepin' up outta the woods, gotta give love to my hood Smoke and I choke, and I creep on a come up Niggas be tryin' run up but I bust, and they drop
