Why You Peepin Me

Fat pat

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    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

    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, thay 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

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    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

    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 aint nothing changed, we still brakin 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 aint 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

    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

    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
    Aint 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

    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

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