South Park Mexican Creep With Me
[Verse 1:]
I'm sippin purple magic gettin stuck like traffic on
the back of his head s-p-m tatted boys down with me
like 4 flat tires got benzs and lacs and candy jaguars
tryin 2 make it rich breakin bricks my girls name is
cocaine thats a crazy bitch was my first love that I
will admit watchin dopefeins fight 4 half a ciggaret do
these rappers know how it really go or are they just
another fake on the microphone I listen 2 the Pac I
listen 2 tha Pat my homies either dead or in the
kitchen cookin crack boys wanna stare take 2 the square
hoe should I stay ag or let my hair grow I know it
don't stop even though they try 45 years man it's like
a homoside.
[Chorus: x2]
Creep with me s-p so bastardly and pull so fastly and
packed so heavily.
[Verse 2:]
The world has got me on edge I'm gettin closer 2 the
spot on the ledge 2 where if I drop then I'm dead man
it's probably best cause these days innocent mexicans
get locked in the feds or either rocked with the gloc
full of lead or pop full of death no i don't wanna be
the next one that suffers the same pain I'm stuck in
the same game I hustle 2 change things cause whoever
says I just wanna see lead fly the bullets done sped by
now thats where your head lies I be cruisin down the
back street my screwtape bang the cady coupe stay
swangin through the 2-way lane so come creep with me
let me show you the roads I roll frequently out the
dirty dir code this is what the deal like baby this is
real life this is what it feels like when you in the
trill life this is what it still like still fly the
kite to Los we wanna welcome yall on behalf of s-p bro.
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
I'm a stay strong stronger than they thought I made 'em
so sick when I bought it off the lott but I'd fall
apart if I couldn't spark south park slap 20's on my
noahs ark money ain't a thing never will I love it I
guess thats why the lord gave me plenty of it I spent
it on my homies spent it on my kids I put a diamond
necklace in my mommas fridge but all the jealousy kept
me drugged up I tried 2 stuff a whole ounce in 1 blunt
so many enemies 4 no good reason guess they mad cause I
make the doe look easy in the clubs smoking on a hog
leg with so called friends wishin I would drop dead now
that I'm on lock they still can't take it homie I'm the
king of this shit man face it.
