Dallas Austin - Creepin' lyrics

Uh, she want ya money Takin' everything and you just trickin' on the honey Couple backshots she got you comin' outta pocket Talkin' bout it ain't trickin' if you got it... is that right? She got you buyin' Prada bags and takin' trips You found her dancin' at the strip club makin' tips She p**y poppin' on a handstand, but she was fine You caught up in her curves, you ain't take ya time Verse 1 She got them legs thicker than an anaconda She get it from her momma, Small bankroll, but got an appetite for Benihanas Got you spendin' ya cheese on spa trips n saunas Pedicures and trips to the mall to pay designers Bags that cost a couple stacks, it's nothin', you got the racks Give her credit cards, and sendin' her off to shop at Saks Fifth, unaware that she be coppin' mad gifts For friends and other lovers, knock boots like blacksmiths That express is american n***a ain't no comparison You ain't no entertainer, but ballin' harder than Harrison Barnes stormin' the malls, comin' out wit' nice bags You got bills to pay, and all she bring is price tags You never thought you'd be the one to hook a gold digger But every time she claim love it make her nose bigger And she don't know Tigger, but them double G's right If you thinkin' that you got it, I suggest you think twice Cause she creepin' Verse 2 Next scenario She heard you comin' out her friend's stereo Gettin' hot locally, so she plottin' to marry you Very loose, known around the ATL like Lauren London's character So she chasin', you kickflip, she varial You can't run away from them groupies forever, she the chief Ma**age ya back and she a devil in between the sheets Them legs thick and the higher them breasts sit The more you want her to bring it back, to see them s** tricks There ain't no exit, once you lost in that vagina maze You smokescreen her, but she findin' you behind the haze A couple different highlights in her tracks, Got the purple and dirty blonde, and her makeup on some Cinemax Before you made it, this wouldn't have been an issue Now every time you hit the club, them hoes tryna kiss you You slip up and she gets you, evacuate the scene If you hit it unprotected, she got you for 18 Man she creepin' Verse 3 'Ye tried to tell ya Feedin' all them hoes, that's inevitable failure Just a young n***a wit a world full of knowledge Kickin' rhymes for the generations, watch ya lady Cause she creepin'