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frans
Vous aves un minute want ik hebt niet eens even
En ik niet creep on the low
En ik zweer dat
Ik geen tijd heb voor die dingen
En ik zweer dat
Jou

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(Time: 3:52 — Versus: 29 | Word count: 473 
232 seconds = 2.03 words per sec | 122 words per minute 
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Oh, I feel much better.
FATHER:  You fell out of the cold tower, you creep!
HERBERT:  No, I was saved at the last minute.
FATHER:  How?!
HERBERT:  Well,

gettin chilli should i creep
Sheesh wait a minute black men dont cheat
Sheesh y I'm diggin up a hole this deep
Sheesh i been thinkin she belong

Back in this bitch for a ticket
Back in this bitch been a minute
Back in this bitch gotta get it
Back in this bitch back in this bitch
Back in this

but the feds was there
Where I'm from if you ain't got no bodies, then you can't compare
Quiet when you creep low with that chopper like you chasin'

do leave nothing harsh while they creep ay
For a minute to be coming back as you see yea
I gotta use the bathroom you know where I'm at ay
Watch me

hobby
Never hold
All gas no brake
i ain't stopping for a toll
Up now
We up now
Time to cop a Rollie
Got it bust down
Hit the big score
Like a touchdown

MEEP!
Me and bro was on the creep creep
Tryna score blowed off the GG's
While you watching TV
I was really in the street street
Fuck 10 toes shit I was

Printmatic, flow tratic, go at it
For ten minutes or more
I'm getting ready to finish
And you're barely starting to score
Ten rounds more
I'm like seventy

son, chop the weight
Break the law and got a score like before
Armageddon, marries street smoke wedding
Invest cheddar in shopping sprees in Reading

the bombest
I creep tinted, parked the whip and grabbed the rented
Seems like I'm changin' my locations every minute
Like a plague is on my head, son, I

winning
Look at the count
Now you know SBG is back
Don't get lippy I'll bust that choppa 1 minute of silence and it ain't no cap
Better run run run

one second
Every minute i get the spotlight, shit feel like heaven in the 4th dimension
Got a telescope, see no competition, man I swear to God
I came

(Hey fool) (alright)
I really don't think that he gets the concept... at all
Ain't nobody trying to creep... stop by, and stop being a creep

even just split your mind
Come on, baby, I'ma do this shit for life
You better, better recognize
Oh-oh-oh-oh

At 219, the villian creep on the scene
spit

a perc yeah I got a lil tweak
Playing no games this ain't Hide and Seek
Uh
This Sneaky ass beat
Tip Toeing Right Foot Creep
She Exposing Yeah I got to leak

cashews I'm cashed in
Tryna get the last in
Every minute every second I'ma splash in three pointer
No time on the clock
You already know that I'm looking

son, chop the weight
Break the law and got a score like before
Armageddon, marries street smoke wedding
Invest cheddar in shopping sprees in Reading

till her toes are black 
Going hard or going home’s a fact she won’t come back
Unless she’s added another score to the goal she has 
So till her lungs

Been a minute since I've written a piece
I spent weeks sitting with a disease
I couldn't keep up
Now I wheel up on a beat, better listen to me
I

a creep
Yeah
Only shot he get is by
A comment on her feed
Hutty never showing no defeat
Yeah
I keep it coming how
I hit em' every week
Yeah
I love tech, I'm

to wil'in on an island
This trail I'm blazin while junglin got a creep score that has em crumblin
When I get home, grab the mic quick and attire switch
Before

You Crashing and Burning need somebody to call up the Gecko
Got a house and it ain't in the Ghetto. Lay it down 30 minutes no Metro

This ain't VHS baby