IN & OUT - Seezyn, Clever

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Lotta bitches comin' in, lotta bitches comin' out (Comin' out, comin')

Get the fuck out (Fuck out)

Lotta money comin' in, lotta money comin' out (Comin' out, oh)

Make it rain down, oh

Got a lotta M, M, M’s in my future now (In my future right now, yeah)

Lotta Benjamins ringin' my line, yeah, I need 'em right now (Right now)

I don’t know

Yeah, bitch on my line (Huh, dime)

She done called me 'bout one, two, three, four, five times (Times)

Dick getting too crazy (Yeah)

I done put it down, got his lil' bitch outta her mind (Yeah)

But she fine, so

Lil' baby stylin', oh yeah, sh profilin' (Yeah)

I come from the trnches, where they keep it violent (Keep it violent)

And if you seen it go down, just keep it silent (Shh)

me drippin', lil' baby I’m not tryin' (Tryin')

as the bitches be tryin' (Tryin')

But that shit don’t impress me (No)

What impress me is what you do on them knees

Lotta bitches comin' in, lotta bitches comin' out (Comin' out, comin')

Get the fuck out (Fuck out)

Lotta money comin' in, lotta money comin' out (Comin' out, oh)

Make it rain down, oh

Got a lotta M, M, M’s in my future now (In my future right now, yeah)

Lotta Benjamins ringin' my line, yeah, I need 'em right now

I don’t know (Uh)

Murdered Roxanne with a gun in his hand

Think he just popped a Xan at the entrance

And there she stands with a pretty little face

Got the whole fuckin' place feelin' interested

Ooh, that’s me with the semi out

With the M, M, M’s in my bank account

With the «I don’t give a fuck what you think about it»

Sayin' that shit, talkin' reckless

I’ma need to represent the gang on a necklace

Bitch, you know that money ain’t the thing, cut the check, bitch

You ain’t spend no money on the chain, but you desperate

You ain’t got no money, why you came?

Hit the exit, ooh

All them M’s in my future right now

You could talk shit, bitch, I’ma shoot you, pipe down

My woman told me that «your money folding up»

Ask me why my bitch got Gucci nightgowns

Lotta bitches comin' in, lotta bitches comin' out (Comin' out, comin')

Get the fuck out (Fuck out)

Lotta money comin' in, lotta money comin' out (Comin' out, oh)

Make it rain down, oh

Got a lotta M, M, M’s in my future now (In my future right now, yeah)

Lotta Benjamins ringin' my line, yeah, I need 'em right now

I don’t know

Murdered Roxanne with a gun in his hand

Think he just popped a Xan at the entrance

And there she stands with a pretty little face

Got the whole fuckin' place feelin' interested, ooh