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creep-p - bite me lyrics

[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

- creep p

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