Peepin' Me

[Fat Pat (Spoken)]

Say, fool, every time I turn around this girl steady lookin me in my

Eyes...What's the deal? You think she wanna hit it up?

Why you peepin me

Everybody knows that I'm a G

Hey, Hey, she's peepin me, she's peepin me

[Fat Pat]

Last night was a mother, your body was revealin

Sexual healin was a killin, it's a feelin you feelin

When I'm chillin on ben lows and sisters and brothers

I wear hats and pack gats the same color as my L's

I'm ridin twenties baby, catch the passenger seat

Mezzantine on my neck, princess cut on my teeth

Let you lay on satin sheets, lingerie from Chanel

Mashed potatoes and rump roast with the red post gonna catch hell

You fail to see, my game tight like a virgin

Just strut we can fuck up at the park up in my Burban

Disappear in the Lexus with the eyes that she gave me

Rendevouz to my boo and pick her up in my Bentley

Discreet me, they hate me, they also wanna lay me

Make my ends and call my friends so they can display me

So baby, baby, we can floss away and keep creepin

Back to back she was beepin, steady peepin

[Hook] (Singing by Ronnie Spencer)

Why you peepin me

Everybody knows that I'm a G

Hey, Hey, she's peepin me, she's peepin me

Why you peepin me

Everybody knows that I'm a G

Hey, Hey, she's peepin me, she's peepin me

[Fat Pat]

Once again P-A-T, they peepin a G

Now what it's gonna be, oh you and me

Take the broads, take charge, cause you know we live large

If she with the cat, say what, you know we don't bar

I'm Mr Fat Pat, hold up on all that

Haters don't know how to act when they gal choose Max

No slack in my game, have her screamin my name

We all claim to be down, since a player got bang

But ain't nothing changed, we still breakin' them bops

Beep-beep goes my page when I pass by her house

Know what I'm talkin bout, ain't no remedy for that

Lovin this cool cat, leave and don't come back

As a matter of fact, peep game ain't got on no ring

No commitment, just hit it, go on and let Ke get it

Pass it on, we gettin gone, turn some more homies on

Lookin out your window peepin while those twenties lead you home

You keep peepin

[Hook]

[Lil' KeKe]

She's peepin me from the corner of her eyes

I imagine myself all up between her thighs

Close your eyes, let me take you there, but you beware

Ain't no limit to this thug love that I display

On the way to the bathroom down to the kitchen

Bumpin hard, breathing hard hittin every position

My intentions, did I mention when I saw you peepin

Ain't seekin no relations, just straight freekin

One hour of pleasure, we can do whatever

Nobody does it better, nobody gets it wetter

Spendin the high cheddar, hold you tight like a sweater

If you was a letter I'd call you A

Everything A-O-K when its our way

Ain't nothing more to say, ta-ta baby

You done let me parlay, now I'm on my way

Once again, in the wind, hit me don't hesitate

Because you peepin

[Hook]