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lirik lagu creep-p - bite me

[chorus: creep~p]
hey there baby, is there something wrong with me?
they play these games, there’s nothing left to see
don’t you dare let anybody take a peek
b~i~t~e me, baby
hey there baby, is there something wrong with me?
they play these games, there’s nothing left to see
don’t you dare let anybody take a peek
b~i~t~e me, baby

[verse 1: creep~p]
i’m the first lady, call me julia child
got a little bread now, so i truly be wild
white linеs on the table, but you’re ruе in denial
if you ridin’ with the crew, better do it in style
i’m the gordon ramsay, you the paula deen
talked your sh~t once and appalled the scene
herb garden how i’m growing all my green
prolly gonna see me on your walls and screens
be a freak and i can season it a little bit
get your t~~th in, i can see that you’re a little bit
these are not coincidences, they are synonyms
b~i~t~e, that’s the end of it
have it your way, this p~ssy gourmet
if it’s in poor taste, then out my face
finger l!ckin’, get in my kitchen
switchin’ positions, pick up the pace
f~ck me so good, got a bun in the oven
fill it to the rim, call it cheaper by the dozen
callin’ out to amy, ’cause this bakery’s still runnin’
order after order, and a b~tch is still stunnin’
eat it up, eat it up, like you’re a cannibal
beat it up, beat it up, like you’re an animal
all of you b~tches are too f~ckin’ flammable
sit and unzip, put your d~ck in my mandible
[chorus: creep~p]
hey there baby, is there something wrong with me?
they play these games, there’s nothing left to see
don’t you dare let anybody take a peek
b~i~t~e me, baby
hey there baby, is there something wrong with me?
they play these games, there’s nothing left to see
don’t you dare let anybody take a peek
b~i~t~e me, baby

[verse 2: ayesha erotica]
freaky coke wh0re definition
three sl~t b~tches in the expedition
top see~through with the exhibition
listening to jewel singing “intuition”
follow my heart to the d~ck i smell it
where the k~dealer freaks, where the felons
where the coke head dorks, no telling
b~tch, i’m in the porsche scoring, where’s ellen?
i’m the first lady of swallowing loads
where’s the president of sucking some toes?
where the opps, enemigas and foes?
where the b~tches who be f~cking for clothes?
f~ck driving the boat, i just stole it
when i see your kia, i’ma tow it
if my titty pop out, i’ma show it
if i go broke, then b~tch i’ll just hoe it
’cause i already walk on tracks
f~ck wood, come knock on ass
bring beers, i’ma knock one back
and i heard your lp that was doggone trash
dang nabbit, i got a fat rabbit
nose bl~~dy ’cause i gotta bad habit
all them old ass songs, you can have it
’cause ayesha come through with the hits like an addict
[chorus: creep~p]
hey there baby, is there something wrong with me?
they play these games, there’s nothing left to see
don’t you dare let anybody take a peek
b~i~t~e me, baby

[outro: creep~p]
endless cycles, bile rising
no more stomach for your whining
i see why it’s so exciting
icy smile inside me hiding
endless cycles, bile rising
no more stomach for your whining
i see why it’s so exciting
b~i~t~e me, baby
endless cycles, bile rising
no more stomach for your whining
i see why it’s so exciting
icy smile inside me hiding
endless cycles, bile rising
no more stomach for your whining
i see why it’s so exciting
b~i~t~e me, baby

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