N.flunders - Let Me In lyrics

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N.flunders - Let Me In lyrics

[Chorus] Let me in the door You keep sayin' you hear me knockin' What you standin' there for? Who I gotta k** or sleep with? Cause I'm the worlds best secret Let me in the door You keep sayin' you hear me knockin' What you standin' there for? Cause I'm the one that do that music you feel But you still review this Let me in the door Right now before my goons have to tear it town We don't wait in line and we don't stand around We at Club Zen and drinkin', actin' brand new Actin' like he never seen my face and I ain't got loot They know I'm Cash Image and I'm with Tech N9ne And before the club close, The owner gon' respect mine Spend a lot of money and that's the bottom line Ten cars on chrome, Plus the neck shine Baggy jeans on and J's with a lot of bucks And you ain't gotta know me You could tell my dollars' up Poppin' collars in the club, turnin' bottles up And all the models in the club wanna follow us It's Mr. Chevy Man, You hear my song playin' And every time we in the club We be spending grand's First deny Tech then deny me And I was number one on 103 for forty weeks [Chorus] You say you hear me knockin' So why you don't wanna let me in? But I ain't buggin', So tell the cops to come and get me then Complain about my shoes, ain't really talkin' 'bout sh** Dude, I spent like three hundred and fifty on this outfit NV ain't gon' let me in, zen actin' funny with me What it's gon' cost me, homie? I brought a little money with me I don't wear tight shirts, my pants kinda baggy KC hat tilted, so now they wanna red flag me I'm by the bar every time, point blank, Period The door man hatin', takin' his job too serious Me, Cash Image, Tech and Kaliko about big business So what I'm talkin to a bouncer for? The woman see me, Scream my name like announcers, bro They actin' brand new this week So I'm about to go to the block and bubble and get plenty cake I just wanted woman and I don't like this club anyway So f** y'all! [Chorus] I get money from music, Kinda like to spend-spend When I hit the town, I know they gonna let me ends in But these other clubs be trippin' like I begin sin You hear me knockin'? (Oh yeah) Well let me in then Cause NV ain't so friendly They got a gay a**embly of femmes Who think the blacks be packin' Semi's (That's why they don't sell no Henny) Stink bu*ts who think bucks But they don't know my bank account is like a Brinks truck Could buy it any day Two poin one on a new building and lease 'em and the N9ne has plenty say The rhyme, it give me pay So I resign cause NV gay And plus NV stands for no vagina's anyway That place, Me and Lil' Weezy-Wee get no love That's why when I brought Chingy in there He peed in your club, not in the toilet either You don't enjoy the beaver You'd rather plot on how to get below your boy, The Peter America's Club and Fase 2, I erase you My pants are too baggy even though I'm clean and I'm paid too Orlando South's racist, they treated me cold And Lucky Strike and Power & Light won't let the N9ne in to bowl Whoa, guess my Dickies the wrong clothes Play my music but won't let me and my homies through the doors Over a million records sold, Lot's of money to fold They should let me in any club in KC, MO! And I'm the biggest tipper, bartenders know me well And waitress's love me, so club owners go to hell! You got that blow to sell but you want this bro to fail But it really ain't me 'cause it is your destiny to go to jail And when you're though servin You might see work on Club N9ne When you walk up, you might be hurt You might skeet-skirt cause you ain't gettin' in If you ain't got KC hat and a white t-shirt, aye! [Chorus]