Do The Creep keyboard

Do The Creep

• Fm

Intro Tab:
 

Fm 
When you’re out at a club and you see a fly girl 
do the creep (haaaa) 
do the creep (haaaa) 

Bbm 
And if you wanna make friends at the ATM 

C# 
Do the creep (haaaa) 

Cm 
And do the creep (haaaa) 

Fm 
Well we got a new dance, so get up on your feet 
It’s real easy to do and it’s called the creep 

Bbm 
Let your hands flop round like a marionette 

C#                         Cm 
Pop your knees up and down sh-sh-shakin’ your neck 

Fm 
Now pull your waistband up like you expecting a flood 
And stick your hair down flat like it was covered in mud 

Bbm, 
Trim up your pencil mustache and pop them peepers 

C#                         Cm 
Put this in your speakers, you a certified creeper 

Fm 
When you see a country bitch laying out at the beach 
Do the creep (haaaa) 
And do the creep (haaaa) 

Bbm 
And when a fine PYT walks in front of your tree 

C# 
do the creep (haaaa) 

Cm 
And do the creep (haaaa) 

Fm 
I was six years old when I started creeping 
My parents took it to their room and I started peeping 

Bbm 
Can you imagine their surprise when they lifted their heads 

C#                             Cm 
And saw my little ass creeping at the foot of the bed 

Fm 
And they knew I was a creep since the day I was born 
Get popping out of momma like some kettle corn 

Bbm 
And the doctor saw my head and he starting freaking 

C#                       Cm 
Cause I came clean and I came out creeping 

Fm 
When I was a girl, I creeped in the boys locker room 
Hide deep inside, it was my little creep stalker room 

Bbm 
As they dis-robed I was oogling and oggling 

C#                   Cm 
Little did they know that for me they was modelling 

Fm 
And I would laugh ha ha ha ha ha haha 
And they would dance la la la la lalala-laaa 

Bbm 
So pop pop pop your peepers and turn out your sneakers 

C#                    Cm 
Don’t sleep, come and get ya creep on with me 

Fm 
Go get ya sweating off ya bride at her wedding 
do the creep (haaaa) 
And do the creep (haaaa) 

Bbm 
But when you sneek into a wake and you see a beefcake 

C# 
Do the creep (haaaa) 

Cm 
And do the creep (haaa) 

Fm 
When the judge is a hottie and you can’t control ya body 
Do the creep (haaaa) 
And do the creep (haaa) 

Bbm 
So get ya knees flexin’ and your arms T-rexin’ 

C# 
Do the creep (haaaa) 

Cm 
And do the creep (haaa) 
  

x

Add to Songbook Print Version How to play lesson Submit videolesson

Click the best TAGS for this song:

None of them

Please, enter the best TAGS for this song (separated by commas):