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Peepin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Y$n.
Length: 2:53
Written by: Darius Williams




Y$n. - Peepin' Lyrics




I been laying low they eyes on me like a microscope
Waiting for my next move well times up i'm bout to blow
Whole crowd rockin' every time i'm out to do a show
Different cities, different moves bag collecting on the go
Never catch me slackin' hoe I always got some shit to do
Polo be the jeans I'm tryna have the pockets filled w/ blue
Nigga what you cappin' for you know yo shit is full of lies
Hollering you the plug but you steady asking for a ride
Everyday I step it up competition catching up
Got the game by the neck I got no plans of letting up
Whole squad elite we got no time for average shit
Feeling like I'm K. Montana everything extravagant
People show me love no matter who i'm with or where i'm at
Thotty on my line she tryna blow me like a clarinet
These niggas peep my moves taking notes & try to replicate
Keep my eyes open real & fake I gotta separate

Back on my game with the juice & steez hoe
Blow exotic trees collecting greens with the ease hoe
Fire up the games I'm burning holes all through the ozone
Ice cold nigga sliding through like I'm Frozone
Catching eyes & turning head the second that i'm on the scene
Moving thru the club bumping stomping with the dawg team
In my own lane I don't think they understand me tho
See my life's a movie now they begging for a cameo
Niggas hatin' on the low I never let it waste my time
Jump & switching teams now they stranded on the sideline
Always got some input always got some two cents
Jack yo whole style yet you never see em doin' shit
Peeping all the lil shit notice all the slick shots
If they feel some type of way f*ck em they can kick rocks
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I been laying low they eyes on me like a microscope
Waiting for my next move well times up i'm bout to blow
Whole crowd rockin' every time i'm out to do a show
Different cities, different moves bag collecting on the go
Never catch me slackin' hoe I always got some shit to do
Polo be the jeans I'm tryna have the pockets filled w/ blue
Nigga what you cappin' for you know yo shit is full of lies
Hollering you the plug but you steady asking for a ride
Everyday I step it up competition catching up
Got the game by the neck I got no plans of letting up
Whole squad elite we got no time for average shit
Feeling like I'm K. Montana everything extravagant
People show me love no matter who i'm with or where i'm at
Thotty on my line she tryna blow me like a clarinet
These niggas peep my moves taking notes & try to replicate
Keep my eyes open real & fake I gotta separate

Back on my game with the juice & steez hoe
Blow exotic trees collecting greens with the ease hoe
Fire up the games I'm burning holes all through the ozone
Ice cold nigga sliding through like I'm Frozone
Catching eyes & turning head the second that i'm on the scene
Moving thru the club bumping stomping with the dawg team
In my own lane I don't think they understand me tho
See my life's a movie now they begging for a cameo
Niggas hatin' on the low I never let it waste my time
Jump & switching teams now they stranded on the sideline
Always got some input always got some two cents
Jack yo whole style yet you never see em doin' shit
Peeping all the lil shit notice all the slick shots
If they feel some type of way f*ck em they can kick rocks
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Writer: Darius Williams
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