Late Nite Creep Lyrics - Chase The Cat - Too $hort

I, I only see em' on the late night creep 

And I, I fuck her good and never fall asleep 

'Cause I, I'm just a big ol' pimp I run so deep 

And it's alright, she opened up 'cause I don't have the key 

Take your clothes of biatch, take your clothes off 

Take your clothes of biatch, take your clothes off 

Take your clothes of biatch, take your clothes off 

Take your clothes of biatch, take your clothes off 

Damn, I'm about to smack this 

Peepable brown miraculous, glutious-maximus, shorty is bad as shit 

Little cutie got skills like magic dust, her throat skills feels fabulous 

(Bling, oh shit) 

Nigga motherfucker feel like this an ambulance 

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Put a nigga in a coma with some bomb ass head 

You mad at me 'cause I get it for free you can't, top dolla 

'Cause you wanna get made, you heard what I said? 

Pussy make weak niggas dead 

True dat' that's a thang, take two plus bitch, pass it back 

I get ass in the Cadillac, Murder One in the house not havin' that 

Get freaky wit' me, shit I'm bringin' ya back 

Oh you lovin' this mack 'cause I got your leg shakin' like that 

'Cause a nigga's straight killin' the cat 

Kill that pussy, make it wet, make it sweat, make it wet 

Eat this dick put in the work and get minimal rich, bitch 

I'm all about this money, ho 

Ho, money keep comin' you wanna bum some mo' 

Yo, nigga keep payin' what you want me fo'? 

They call me Shorty Pimp, mackin' ho's from here to Flint 

I know for a fact it's on again 

'Cause I picked her up at 1 A.M. 

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I, I only see em' on the late night creep 

And I, I fuck her good and never fall asleep 

'Cause I, I'm just a big ol' pimp I run so deep 

And it's alright, she opened up 'cause I don't have the key 

Take your clothes of biatch, take your clothes off 

Take your clothes of biatch, take your clothes off 

Take your clothes of biatch, take your clothes off 

Take your clothes of biatch, take your clothes off 

Girl, I like the way you shake that thang 

Get it girl, make that change 

Like the way you pop, drop, stop, say my name 

Girl, I ain't 'bout playin', brown skin with a bow-leg 

Head cross on fo'-head, five-eight with her shoes on 

She said, "I want what you want" 

Now, I'm at her home and I'm fuckin' on her futon 

Like girl let's do some'n, I ain't gone cum you cum 

Home girl got a true monkey, monkey wanna call that two-some 

Come through with henny and coke 

Plenty of smoke, plenty of the folks just with me 

We ball out pretty, we told on twenty's, we fall out shitty 

So if y'all not with me 

Y'all see me mob with two ho's 

Y'all see em' slob on my knob, mobbin' my bob 

Y'all drivin' too close 

I know you from Chi-town, pimp her 

Break a bitch and lie down in her 

Make a little church girl a sinner, don't worry I'm finna' 

Put her in a skirt and send her to work 

Big pimpin' on the turf, she better use it 'til it hurts 

Put the money in her bra and not her purse 

Bitch, make that cocky glass then panties always drop fast 

Don't ever stuff that ass, just hit me when you got my cash 

I, I only see em' on the late night creep 

And I, I fuck her good and never fall asleep 

'Cause I, I'm just a big ol' pimp I run so deep 

And it's alright, she opened up 'cause I don't have the key 

Take your clothes of biatch, take your clothes off 

Take your clothes of biatch, take your clothes off 

Take your clothes of biatch, take your clothes off 

Take your clothes of biatch, take your clothes off