Creeper

If you want her, you can keep her
Cross your fingers, she won't leave in the night
We both know you're not a keeper
You're just a creeper, she's under 25

Close me like the books you never finish
Tell me not to stop but I'm beginning to wonder
If you think I've gone blind
It's written on the walls of our kitchen
It's living in the halls, I hear her bitchin
Through the phone like "daddy, send my dime"

Hell, hell, hell, hell, no, no
I don't need this
You, you, you, you gon, gon
Pull this weak shit

If you want her, you can keep her
Cross your fingers, she won't leave in the night
We both know you're not a keeper
You're just a creeper, she's under 25

Hell, hell, hell, hell, no, no
I don't need this
You, you, you, you gon, gon
Pull this weak shit



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Writer(s): Talia Stewart
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