Hard to Creep - Jackboy, 42 Dugg

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Ooh, ooh, ooh (d.a. got that dope)

Innocent 'til proven guilty, niggas with no Pateks

Someone special in my city so my Glock come with a titty

I’d rather have my nigga with me, bitch, I do not need security

If my nigga ain’t with me, better believe I got a gun close to me

If my nigga ain’t with me, I’m prolly creepin', I got your ho with me

But it done got hard to creep, my jewelry make 'em notice me

Fuckin' on her and her momma, none of you niggas cold as me

Whippin' up my anaconda, girl, come here, come roll with me

Know she wanna be my baby

Say she tryna stroll with me

No, you cannot be my lady

Ain’t finna have no ho with me

She know that I’ma annoy you, nigga

Don’t need it just to pop a nigga

I rock a nigga, dirty Glock, bitch, you play with pencils

I don’t give no fucks, I’m climbin' to the top

I still’ll pop a nigga

I don’t give no fucks, I came to get the guap

I don’t need to talk to niggas

Head buster, wig splitter, my hitta, he a go-getter

Step on you and boy are jealous

Ballin' on 'em, SportsCenter

I fuck your bitch then return to sender

If I fuck your bitch, I might leave it in her

She eat the dick but can’t stay for dinner

Would turn a good girl into a sinner

Leav your man, come fuck with a winner

Leave your man, come fuck in a sprinter

All these racks, woulda thought I got a printer

All these racks, gotta fuck this business

Innocent 'til proven guilty, niggas with no Pateks

Someone special in my city so my Glock come with a titty

I’d rather have my nigga with me, bitch, I do not need security

If my nigga ain’t with me, better believe I got a gun close to me

If my nigga ain’t with me, I’m prolly creepin', I got your ho with me

But it done got hard to creep, my jewelry make 'em notice me

Fuckin' on her and her momma, none of you niggas cold as me

Whippin' up my anaconda, girl, come here, come roll with me

Fifty thousand, back end

The bitch come do this show with me

Lately I been fuckin' on her frien, how she go with me?

I put all my niggas in position

Winnin' was the goal, how the fuck we have an issue?

I took perfect but it’s missin', got the gang from the kitchen

Don’t forget to the dishes, bakin' soda and the, nevermind

I hear Lambo' trucks went up, I’m sellin' mine

Every time my young nigga touched, I spend a dime

You see me, I was never totin' back then, on Reece

Bad bitch, we called to fuck her friend, free skeet

Ayy, free Spencer, nigga, drive, ayy, Ric'

(Free the boys)

Innocent 'til proven guilty, niggas with no Pateks

Someone special in my city so my Glock come with a titty

I’d rather have my nigga with me, bitch, I do not need security

If my nigga ain’t with me, better believe I got a gun close to me

If my nigga ain’t with me, I’m prolly creepin', I got your ho with me

But it done got hard to creep, my jewelry make 'em notice me

Fuckin' on her and her momma, none of you niggas cold as me

Whippin' up my anaconda, girl, come here, come roll with me

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