Creepin'

[Intro: Kutt Calhoun]

Areola, that shirt came off, that bra came off it

Song's crazy than a motherfucka

What a day, what a motherfuckin' day, I tell you

Baby, I'm home! Hey, baby!

What's that smell? Smell like, like my baby's pussy

What the fuck?! (Oh, shit! Sorry 'n Shit!)

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]

What do you do when you work and come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door

Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "What you doin' that for?"

What do you do when you work and come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door

Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "What you doin' that for?"

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

This is how it go when you're hard at work (Hard at work)

I'm with your lady and I'm all up in her skirt (All up in her skirt)

She chose a rapper, 'cause this rapper know how to tap her

Strap her down then attack her while you sneak and watch pornos and jerk (Watch pornos and jerk)

And you can't be mad at me, 'cause your thick bitch wanna ravage me

Got my big dick in her cavities then it's spit-spit, I'm in anatomy

And you can't come badger me, 'cause she sick with a certain half of me

Straight addicted to the master, he whips and sticks it without batteries

Poetry in motion, I make her water, 'cause I'm a scholar

I father her twat, don't bother, I got her

And she'll eat anything that I want her to eat

She'll swallow anything that I want her to swallow

She goes down and chew on my dog

Doin' anything that'll make me holler

And you the victim, don't even know what you comin' home to

I'm bangin' it out, she's screamin' like we doin' kung fu

I'm feelin' right, 'cause you the one she do the wrong to

Now that you know your lady is creepin' - what you gon' do?

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]

What do you do when you work and come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door

Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "What you doin' that for?"

What do you do when you work and come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door

Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "What you doin' that for?"

[Verse 2: BG Bullet Wound]

But it ain't no need though, 'cause I'm a G though

I find 'em, then fuck 'em, feed 'em and I let him repo

I understand you're punchin' that clock

But while you're punchin' man, I'm punchin' that twat

Gonna get that overtime, BG Bullet done stepped all over the line

Got a key to the crib, this pussy's suppose to be the mine

This bitch too old to be lying

She done told her husband things suppose to be fine

You the bigger man, and I'm her clover leaf now

What about the clothes that he found?

Did you tell him you love him? Did you tell him you with it?

Did you tell him you this love his dick everytime that you get it?

I don't think so, so I'ma keep things low

Keep pullin' these strings close that pop that El Nino (Yes!)

'Cause I'm the best at it, your lady's sex addict

All in the spot when you're not, getting my head patted

But I'ma keep this thing respectable, homie

I'm using condoms in your festival, homie, no need to kill a nigga!

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]

What do you do when you work and come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door

Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "What you doin' that for?"

What do you do when you work and come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door

Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "What you doin' that for?"

[Verse 3: Paul Mussan]

What would you do if your boo crept on you with me?

New tattoo with the letter "P" all over her humps like the letter "B"

Trip if you want to, scared nigga, never me

Your girl has been land-marked, that means that I marked her

That means that I skeeted sperm all over her twat fur

That means that I got her where you never had her

Sex game critical, now she is a master

You never got your dick licked, mine is getting tongue-kissed

She could suck a orange through a straw - call her Sunkist

Man, she a cold chick, yeah I know you miss that

Bank account access, yeah, you know I did that

Put it where her ribs at, then I let her sleep on it

If ya like it then ya should-a put a ring on it

'Cause Paul Mussan had that pussy with a sling on it

And I ain't even pop a E homie, but the question is

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]

What do you do when you work and come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door

Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "What you doin' that for?"

What do you do when you work and come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door

Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "What you doin' that for?"