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lirik lagu peeping out the window – mook tbg

[intro]
uh
it’s mook
hmm
uh

[chorus]
peeping out that window, acting like a b*tch or some’
he won’t come outside with us, no, he can’t catch no vibe with us (can’t catch no vibe with us)
we gon’ tie his ankles up, we know he ain’t gon’ slide with us (brrr)
slide, slide (blatt, blatt, blatt), slide
now go pick yo’ partner up
he talking ’bout big racks (big racks), he must think he me or some’
glock gotta have a switch or some’, he must want to beef or some’ (d*mn)
i gotta keep my heater on, he say he gon’ do some’ to me
only talk on speaker phones (lil’ b*tch)
with his lil’ b*tch ass
[verse 1]
when we pulled up, he wanting home
they like, “mook, yo’ rich ass, how you pull back*to*back?” (skrrt*skrrt, skrrt*skrrt, skrrt*skrrt)
we bring him a body bag
n*ggas keep on talking ’bout some sh*t that we don’t know about
broke boy i can’t hear you out (broke boy)
i’m back on my tony now
he mad ’bout his b*tch still, he keep tryna hoe me out (d*mn)
think i need a refill, i just found my double cup (hol’ up)
this that need a mil’ flow, this that sh*t, can’t buy this sh*t (no, no)
peeping out that window, i can see all kinda sh*t
kick door, make ’em get low, we not juggin’ counterfeits (no, no, no)
sh*t get low, we take mo’, junkies on some junkie sh*t (junkies on some junkie sh*t)
i was with yo’ b*tch n*gga, i heard yo’ song and that ain’t it (no)
i can’t take no pic’ with you, you kiss that b*tch, you kiss my (back up, n*gga)

[chorus]
peeping out that window, acting like a b*tch or some’
he won’t come outside with us, no, he can’t catch no vibe with us (can’t catch no vibe with us)
we gon’ tie his ankles up, we know he ain’t gon’ slide with us
slide, slide (blatt, blatt, blatt), slide, slide
now go pick yo’ partner up
he talking ’bout big racks (big racks), he must think he me or some’
glock gotta have a switch or some’ (uh), he must want to beef or some’ (gang, gang)
i gotta keep my heater on (bang), he say he gon’ do some’ to me (bang)
only talk on speaker phones (gang, lil’ b*tch, gang)
with his lil’ b*tch ass
[verse 2]
pockets be on super fat, srt’s and h*llcats (vroom, vroom)
i got too much cash for that, amg’s and white tees (hol’ up)
we can’t have no strings attached, off some sh*t i might be
we gon’ get his shooter whacked (grrah), trappin’ we was 19 (bang)
2*4, they still on my ass, brand new car, i bought it fast (bought it fast)
buy it, leave it, park home, that’s that sh*t they not on
this backwood got me gone gone (gone, gone), got it on my own own (own)
we go and k!ll ’em, they never gon’ know, we got poles and we got loads
money and power, clothes and hoes, i got rich off selling songs
but my lil’ dawg tryna get ’em gone, big big racks in my zone
what you think we grind for? he can’t put his mans on
he can’t be no ceo, might put him on that tv show

- mook tbg

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