Why You Peepin Me

[Fat Pat (Spoken)] 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 [Fat Pat] 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, they 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 [Hook] (Singing by Ronnie Spencer) 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 [Fat Pat] 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 ain't nothing changed, we still breakin' 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 ain't 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 [Hook] [Lil' KeKe] 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 Ain't 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 [Hook]