Busta Rhymes — Keepin It Tight

[Verse 1] Yeah, Flipmode Squad Yeah, there ain't nothing iller Busta Rhymes got another killer Niggas be gambling, playing Cee Lo We be getting money at casinos Gamble my money like gambinos Scarface look like Al Pacino Now my pockets got muscles like Lou Ferrigno Copped 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 Runnin’ the bitches mixed with black and Flilpino 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 D-Low Tried to short me a couple gram on a kilo Thought we didn't know better oh yeah we know Stepping them niggas for what its gon be yo Niggas spend money and fuck a free show Get in with shorty who whip in a little Geo Derelict niggas get left by the seashore Lock up a nigga and sabotage the keyhole [Chorus] Alright y'all (alright) You know we keepin' it tight y'all (real tight, what?) That's how we doin' it (ha, that's how we doin' it) That's how we doin' it (yeah, that's how we doin' it) Alright y'all (alright) You know we wildin' all night y'all (all night y'all) That's how we doin' it (ha, that's how we doin' it) That's how we doin' it (yeah, that's how we doin' it) [Verse 2] 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 The more hot shit, the more you move quicker Shit'll make 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 you dance to "Who Got The Keys To My Bimma" 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 the seed's babysitter Fuck 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] Alright y'all (alright) You know we keepin' it tight y'all (real tight, what?) That's how we doin' it (ha, that's how we doin' it) That's how we doin' it (yeah, that's how we doin' it) Alright y'all (alright) You know we wildin' all night y'all (all night y'all) That's how we doin' it (ha, that's how we doin' it) That's how we doin' it (yeah, that's how we doin' it) Alright y'all (alright) You know we keepin' it tight y'all (real tight, what?) That's how we doin' it (ha, that's how we doin' it) That's how we doin' it (yeah, that's how we doin' it) Alright y'all (alright) You know we wildin' all night y'all (all night y'all) That's how we doin' it (ha, that's how we doin' it) That's how we doin' it (yeah, that's how we doin' it)