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in n out (feat. city girls) - mulatto feat. city girls lyrics

m*m*m*murda

only big talk sh*t come out my mouth

you know the s*x too good, can’t leave the house
i’m a spoiled ass b*tch, i like to pout
my n*gga pop that sh*t if he pull it out

it go in and out, in*in*in and out, in*in*in and out, in*in*in and out
my n*gga pop that sh*t if he pull it out
my n*gga pop that sh*t if he pull it out
it go in and out, in*in*in and out, in*in*in and out, in*in*in and out
in and out, in and out, in*in*in and in and in out
in and out, in and out, in*in*in and in and in out

i’ma pop it if i pull out, trap who? make him pull out
i’ve been tryna keep it classy, ho, don’t make me bring the hood out
if the b*tch want beef, tell her “pull up to the cookout” (pull up, ho)
big latto, big backends, yeah, b*tch, i’m booked out (big latto)
in and out, i’ma put it in his mouth, uh (in his mouth)
where my crown, i’m the queen of the south, uh (queen)
my wrist water, p*ssy water, don’t drown (uh)
.30 glock in my dior, i dare a b*tch to run down
it hit harder when you come up from the bottom (on god)
touched an m at 21, b*tch, i’m a motherf*ckin’ problem
n*gga ain’t know how to eat it but i taught him (yeah)
put it on him once and then forgot him (the f*ck?)

only big talk sh*t come out my mouth
you know the s*x too good, can’t leave the house
i’m a spoiled ass b*tch, i like to pout
my n*gga pop that sh*t if he pull it out

hunnid thousand, that’s some chump change (haha)
man, this n*gga eat my p*ssy comin’ home from the heat game
that b*tch is nervous at awards, they won’t see changes (facts)
boss b*tch, boy, i’m too dangerous
make a trap n*gga come up out them palm angels
i ain’t cheatin’ with no n*gga, we was entangled (jada)
i was skippin’ school, y’all was singin’ star spangled
f*ck a backseat, tryna get them car angles
put the d in my mouth, in and out, quick and fast (in and out)
pull it out, make it drip, put it straight up in my ass
gimme cash ‘fore i leave, you might never hit again
never suck that d*ck again till that check, it’s good riddance (woah)

still the same b*tch y’all ain’t f*ckin’ with (aha)
fresh up out the feds, f*ck the government (aha)
i’on clear rooms ’bout who i’m f*ckin’ with (aha)
really don’t need these n*ggas so i brother them
pop my sh*t (yeah), i ain’t scared of no b*tch
new ap for every time i took those wrist (ice, ice, ice, ice)
don’t test my wrist, won’t pass this quiz (yeah)
you b*tches was in and out, i’m still that b*tch (period)

only big talk sh*t come out my mouth
you know the s*x too good, can’t leave the house
i’m a spoiled ass b*tch, i like to pout
my n*gga pop that sh*t if he pull it out

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