Chamillionaire
Creepin’
(feat. Ludacris)

Venom
In the streets I'm peepin game
I can't trust you, no no
All up in my biness mayne
I stay on the low low
Say they really really fake
Can't mess with you no mo'
Closest people to you hate
So I be rollin solo

I'm creepin on the low low
Creepin on the low low
Creepin on the low low
I be rollin, I be rollin solo
I'm creepin on the low
Creepin on the low low
Creepin on the low low
I be rollin, I be rollin solo
I'm creepin on the low

Mo' money yeah mo' problems
What biggy said it look like it true
Used to be my homeboy
But now I'm payed so they tryna sue
My garage got jaguars
My garage look like a zoo
Middle finger up for the haters
Hope the hater here isn't you
Super cool, that's real cool
You can feel like you gotta friend
But I ain't trusing my money counter
And that's the reason I count again
You saw the forbes (yeah)
I'm suspicious
Thinking everybody wanna take my riches
Can't take my money out my account
Cause my bank teller get motion sickness
Back and forth, b-back and forth
From in the streets or right back in court
Candy car built like a tank
And my crib built like a fort
Let's go to war
I ain't George bush
I promise ya'll I'm gon be prepared
Cause I ain't trusting my weapon either
And that's the reason I keep a spare