Creep, creep, creep, Creep, creep, creep, Baby's got girl, town by the tracks, Baby to sleep around, I guess I shoulda asked, Lipstick on your baby, Y'all know not my shade, My phone's been off the hook, And I got calls for days. Please don't so close to me, I know lying, Please don't kiss my baby, I you're cheating, Please don't say word, I can't ya, Your voice'll make me with the enemy, The way you talk soft, Your touch'll me sleep with the enemy, I can't when we kiss, Your make me sleep with the enemy, In words it's a shame, Be not to sleep with the enemy, Sometimes I just don't my name. Baby's a sex machine, He got limbs made of steel, Got a six-pack strong, And I the way it feels, What's that perfume I smelling? know that's not my scent, You got a whole lot on, And more than just the rent. Please push up on me boy, I know cheating, Please kiss my lips baby, 'Cause you creeping, don't say another word, I can't you, Your voice'll me sleep with the enemy, The way you silky-soft, Your touch'll make me with the enemy, I resist when we kiss, hands'll make me sleep with the enemy, In other words a shame, Be carfeul you sleep with the enemy, Sometimes I just don't my name. Feel so to me, it must be a sin, Somebody hold me back I'm in, yeah, And if the man would ever I'd rather be blind, Somebody the doctor I'm about to loose my mind.