The Lonely Island ft. Nicki Minaj - Do The Creep

The Lonely Island has done it again. Last night on SNL, which I didn't watch due to flip-cup tournament induced coma, Andy Samberg and Co. dropped another digital short on the world. As it turns out, creeping isn't just for facebook anymore. Like any funny concept, all you have to do is put it to music, make up a dance, and it takes off like wildfire.What's rare though is for the dance to capture the essence of the song so perfectly. When they first came out, if I showed you a clip of someone doing the "Ricky Bobby," "Dougie," or the "Souja Boy" without any music, there is no way you would just randomly come up with those names. If you watched this video without sound though, I'll bet you would randomly assign the name "The Creep" to that dance. Rest assured I will be spreading it to all the ends of the 6 bars to which I go. I actually have a black-tie charity ball next weekend (yeah, I'm classy like that) and fully intend to tuxedo creep on some people.

I figure The Lonely Island will probably be putting a new one out every couple weeks since they have an album being released in the next month or so. No complaints here.



Lyrics after the jump for those who are into such things.


When you're out at a club and you see a fly girl
Do the creep (haaaa)
Do the creep (haaaa)
And if you wanna make friends at the ATM
Do the creep (haaaa)
And do the creep (haaaa)

Well we got a new dance, so get up on your feet
It's real easy to do and it's called the creep
Let your hands flop around like a marionette
Pop your knees up and down sh-sh-shakin' your neck
Now pull your waistband up like you expecting a flood
And stick your hair down flat like it was covered in mud
Trim up your pencil mustache and pop them peepers
Put this in your speakers, you a certified creeper

When you see a country bitch laying out at the beach
Do the creep (haaaa)
And do the creep (haaaa)
And when a fine PYT walks in front of your tree
Do the creep (haaaa)
And do the creep (haaaa)

I was six years old when I started creeping
My parents took it to their room, and I started peeping
You can't imagine their surprise when they lifted their heads
And saw my little ass creeping at the foot of the bed

And they knew I was a creep since the day I was born
Get popping out of momma like some kettle corn
And the doctor saw my head and he starting freaking
Cause I came clean and I came out creeping

When I was a girl, I creeped in the boys locker room
Hide deep inside, it was my little creep stalker room
As they dis-robed I was oogling and ogling
Little did they know that for me they was modelling
And I would laugh ha ha ha ha ha haha
And they would dance la la la la lalala-laaa
So pop pop pop your peepers and tweal out your sneakers
Don't sleep, come and get ya creep on with me

Go get ya sweatin' off ya bride at her wedding
do the creep (haaaa)
And do the creep (haaaa)

But when you sneak into a wake and you see a beefcake
Do the creep (haaaa)
And do the creep (haaa)

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

So get ya knees flexin' and your arms T-rexin'
And creep (haaa)
Do the creep (haaaa)

And don't forget to smile.