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Hard to Creep
Jackboy feat. 42 Dugg
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Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
(D.A. got that dope)
Innocent 'til proven guilty, step on niggas with no pity
Someone special in my city, so my Glock came with a titty
I'd rather have my nigga with me, bitch, I do not need security
If my nigga ain't with me, best believe I got a gun close to me
If my nigga ain't with me, I'm probably
Creepin', I got your ho with me
But it done got hard to creep, my jewelry make 'em notice me
Fuckin' on her and her mama, none of you niggas cold as me
Whippin' out my anaconda, girl, come here, come roll with me
Know she wanna be my baby, say she tryna stroll with me
No, you cannot be my lady, ain't finna have no ho with me
She know that I'm a Nolia nigga, don't need a jit to pop a nigga
I'll rock a nigga, dirty Glock, bitch, we play with pistols
I don't give no fucks, I'm climbin'
To the top, I still'll pop that nigga
I don't give no fucks, I came to get
The guap, I don't need to talk to niggas
Head buster, wig splitter, my hitter, he a go-getter
Step on you in Margielas, ballin' on 'em, SportsCenter
I fuck your bitch, then return to sender
If I fuck your bitch, I might leave it in her
She eat the dick, but can't stay for dinner
Turn a good girl into a sinner
Leave your man, come fuck with a winner
Leave your man, come fuck in a Sprinter
All these racks, would've thought I got a printer
All these racks, got a fuckin' business
Innocent 'til proven guilty, step on niggas with no pity
Someone special in my city, so my Glock came with a titty
I'd rather have my nigga with me, bitch, I do not need security
If my nigga ain't with me, best believe I got a gun close to me
If my nigga ain't with me, I'm probably
Creepin', I got your ho with me
But it done got hard to creep, my jewelry make 'em notice me
Fuckin' on her and her mama, none of you niggas cold as me
Whippin' out my anaconda, girl, come here, come roll with me
Fifty thousand backends, bitch, come do this show with me
Lately I've been fuckin' on her friend, how she go with me?
I put all my niggas in position
Winning was the goal, how the fuck we have an issue?
I serve Percs and bust this missile
Got the game from the kitchen, don't forget to do the dishes
Bakin' soda in theโ never mind
I heard Lambo' trucks went up, I'm sellin' mine
Every time my young nigga touch, I spend a dime
See me, I was known for totin' MAC-10s
I'm Reese, bad bitch, we caught to fuck her friend
Free Skeet, every three spins, a nigga drive every
(For your boy)
Innocent 'til proven guilty, step on niggas with no pity
Someone special in my city, so my Glock came with a titty
I'd rather have my nigga with me, bitch, I do not need security
If my nigga ain't with me, best believe I got a gun close to me
If my nigga ain't with me, I'm probably
Creepin', I got your ho with me
But it done got hard to creep, my jewelry make 'em notice me
Fuckin' on her and her mama, none of you niggas cold as me
Whippin' out my anaconda, girl, come here, come roll with me
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
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Ooh, ooh
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