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BUN-B : Late Night Creepin' lyrics

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BUN-B lyrics : "Late Night Creepin'"

(feat. Skinhead Rob, Travis Barker)

[1st Verse (Bun B)]

Well when the moon comes up and the sun goes down
And the street lights start comin' on in the town
When the kids go insideand old foks go to sleep

Thats when real G's come out on the creep
Midnight movin through the city on the low
Sippin' on some sizurp and smokin on some dro

Got the TVs on, both my screens on flow
Pop trunk on dis (*##$ and i'm ready to go
You never know what the night might hold

At the hour of the fungus actin way too cold
You see work gettin bought, and work gettin sold
If you real you can roll, but if you fake you might fold

Now a days its a struggle to survive
Some of these dark alley ways will eat you alive
I'ma grip my grain, and @@#! my gun

And show these mother $#&@ers how its done
When your late night creepin.....


[chorus (Bun B)]
Cuz we don't come out till after dark
With nothing less than 28 grams of spark

And nothing less than 16 ounces of sip
Everytime that its time to flip
You can find me

Rollin through the hood leanin in the lac'
With a woman on the front and a fifth in the back
Haters on the prowel on the one time peepin'

We don't give a $#&@ we just late night creepin'

In the late night

Thats w, thats w,
Thats when real G's c come out on the creep


[2nd Verse (Bun B)]
I got my two 4-5s and they loaded and locked
Keep em' both on @@#! for i step on the block

It's the grave yard %#@! cuz we out on the grind
And we don't care about time cuz its money on mind
We the first ones out tryin to get us some bread

We aint worried bout sleep $#&@ goin to bed
We the last ones to leave after hittin them stangs
Take it back to the boulevard with four's on swang

I do my thing and you can't tell me different
Cross the wrong line and your body might skip it
I'm programmed automatic with this G %#@!

And that go for every other cat you see me with
Glock turned on with the burn on the hip
I'm blowin on the deuce by the candy painted whip

I'ma grip my grain, and @@#! my gun
And show these mother $#&@ers how its done
When your late night creepin.....


[chorus (Bun B)]
Cuz we don't come out till after dark

With nothing less than 28 grams of spark
And nothing less than 16 ounces of sip
Everytime that its time to flip

You can find me
Rollin through the hood leanin in the lac'
With a woman on the front and a fifth in the back

Haters on the prowel on the one time peepin'
We don't give a $#&@ we just late night creepin'


Cuz we don't come out till after dark
With nothing less than 28 grams of spark
And nothing less than 16 ounces of sip

Everytime that its time to flip
You can find me
Rollin through the hood leanin in the lac'

With a woman on the front and a fifth in the back
Haters on the prowel on the one time peepin'
We don't give a $#&@ we just late night creepin'


[Verse 3 (Skinhead Rob)]
In the late night better get your face right
Everything sells, (*##$es to the bass pipe
I seen it all eyes redder than a brake light

Blood shot 20 20 through the guage sight
I'm in a gold lac bought it all from sold sacks
I aint braggin homie these are just the cold facts
We known to hold gats and nobody hold back
$#&@ a cheap shot i'll take out your whole back

So bring your whole pack better bring an extra clip
Aint nobody walk away cuz aint nobody give a %#@!
(*##$ i'm livin and i love it it's beautiful
Somethin like the smell of crap when i'm watchin your noodle blow
We famous pharmisuticals and breakin the bits

We blazin two up in the cuticals to breakin the bread
Don't give a %#@! you never heard of us
We known among the murderous
For toatin heavy metal push the good %#@! pour the purple up


[chorus (Bun B)]
Cuz we don't come out till after dark
With nothing less than 28 grams of spark
And nothing less than 16 ounces of sip
Everytime that its time to flip
You can find me

Rollin through the hood leanin in the lac'
With a woman on the front and a fifth in the back
Haters on the prowel on the one time peepin'
We don't give a $#&@ we just late night creepin'

You can find me
Rollin through the hood leanin in the lac'

With a woman on the front and a fifth in the back
Haters on the prowel on the one time peepin'
We don't give a $#&@ we just late night creepin'

Cuz we don't come out till after dark
With nothing less than 28 grams of spark
And nothing less than 16 ounces of sip

Everytime that its time to flip
You can find me
Rollin through the hood leanin in the lac'
With a woman on the front and a fifth in the back
Haters on the prowel on the one time peepin'
We don't give a $#&@ we just late night creepin'

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