Lyrics IN & OUT - Seezyn, Clever

IN & OUT

I like that one
Look
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