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Fm
When you’re out at a club and you see a fly girl
do the creep (haaaa)
do the creep (haaaa)
Bbm
And if you wanna make friends at the ATM
C#
Do the creep (haaaa)
Cm
And do the creep (haaaa)
Fm
Well we got a new dance, so get up on your feet
It’s real easy to do and it’s called the creep
Bbm
Let your hands flop round like a marionette
C# Cm
Pop your knees up and down sh-sh-shakin’ your neck
Fm
Now pull your waistband up like you expecting a flood
And stick your hair down flat like it was covered in mud
Bbm,
Trim up your pencil mustache and pop them peepers
C# Cm
Put this in your speakers, you a certified creeper
Fm
When you see a country bitch laying out at the beach
Do the creep (haaaa)
And do the creep (haaaa)
Bbm
And when a fine PYT walks in front of your tree
C#
do the creep (haaaa)
Cm
And do the creep (haaaa)
Fm
I was six years old when I started creeping
My parents took it to their room and I started peeping
Bbm
Can you imagine their surprise when they lifted their heads
C# Cm
And saw my little ass creeping at the foot of the bed
Fm
And they knew I was a creep since the day I was born
Get popping out of momma like some kettle corn
Bbm
And the doctor saw my head and he starting freaking
C# Cm
Cause I came clean and I came out creeping
Fm
When I was a girl, I creeped in the boys locker room
Hide deep inside, it was my little creep stalker room
Bbm
As they dis-robed I was oogling and oggling
C# Cm
Little did they know that for me they was modelling
Fm
And I would laugh ha ha ha ha ha haha
And they would dance la la la la lalala-laaa
Bbm
So pop pop pop your peepers and turn out your sneakers
C# Cm
Don’t sleep, come and get ya creep on with me
Fm
Go get ya sweating off ya bride at her wedding
do the creep (haaaa)
And do the creep (haaaa)
Bbm
But when you sneek into a wake and you see a beefcake
C#
Do the creep (haaaa)
Cm
And do the creep (haaa)
Fm
When the judge is a hottie and you can’t control ya body
Do the creep (haaaa)
And do the creep (haaa)
Bbm
So get ya knees flexin’ and your arms T-rexin’
C#
Do the creep (haaaa)
Cm
And do the creep (haaa)