Keepin' It Tight
Yeah Flipmode Squad Yeah their ain't nothing iller Busta Rhymes got another killer Niggas be getting all in playing Cee Lo We be getting money at casinos Gamble my money like gambinos Scarface through like appachino Now my pockets got muscles like Lou Farigno Got the hot shit Big up my nigga Premo Stack loot with my nigga Dino and Enno (Julio) Spliff and my other nigga Chico Uno dos tres quatro cinco (Gimme five) Count from ten all the way back to zero Set it off rep. from here to Puerto Rico Run in the bitches makes me black and Filipino Trick in the hide or on the niko Caught the round trip to Santo Domingo My nigga Spliff criminal like Max Remo Thug think he loud then show me your hero Nigga tried to play me on the dealo Tried to short me couple gram on the D-Low Thought we didn't know better oh yeah we know Stepping them niggas for what its gon be yo Niggas spend money and f*ck a preshow Your name was shorty who whip in a little Geo Dare and look niggas get left by the sea show Lock up a nigga and sabotage the keyhole [Chorus] Alright y'all (Alright) You know we keeping it tight y'all (Real tight what) That's how we doing it (Ha, that's how we doing it) That's how we doing it (Yeah, that's how we doing it) Alright y'all (Alright) You know we wilding all night y'all (All night y'all) That's how we doing it (Ha, that's how we doin it) That's how we doing it (Yeah, that's how we doin it) Yo, guess who coming through for dinner (Who) Busta Rhymes bringing another winner Coming with another all night thriller (Yo yo) Shit bang through your bass kicker Don't want the hot shit to boil you move quicker Should've made the club crowd a little thicker Nigga in a club fronting like a killer You ain't eating my nigga you lookin thinner Now you a sinner a partier beginner You better off if dance to who got the keys to my beamer You a killer but you never pulled a trigger How that calculate money yo how you figure Yo, another homerun hitter my nigga Yo we ain't over hit you with a refiller We keep it moving never label me a quitter Flipmode baby you could call me flipper She wildin we wildin along with her My nigga put me on told me she a stripper Fronting like he don't really wanna be with her He told me handle my business cause he already did her He says she used to be Lucy babysitter F*ck a sloppy second hit the highest bidder for realla Keep the champagne in the chiller Keep it cold while I hit you with another wig-splitter [Chorus: x2]
Written by: Busta Rhymes, Odilien Dibango, Trevor Smith
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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