Rashad Smith - Keepin' It Tight lyrics

Yeah, Flipmode Squad Yeah their ain't nothing iller Busta Rhymes got another k**er n***as be getting all in playing Cee Lo We be getting money at casinos Gamble my money like gambinos Scarface through like Al Pacino Now my pockets got muscles like Lou Farigno Got the hot sh** Big up my n***a Premo Stack loot with my n***a Dino and Enno (Julio) Spliff and my other n***a 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 b**hes makes me black and Filipino Trick in the hide or on the niko Caught the round trip to Santo Domingo My n***a Spliff criminal like Max Remo Thug think he loud then show me your hero n***a 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 n***as for what its gon be yo n***as spend money and f** a preshow Your name was shorty who whip in a little Geo Dare and look n***as get left by the sea show Lock up a n***a and sabotage the keyhole Chorus: Alright y'all (Alright) You know we keepin it tight y'all (Real tight wha) 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) Yo, guess who coming through for dinner (Who) Busta Rhymes bringing another winner Coming with another all night thriller (Yo yo) sh** bang through your ba** kicker The more hot sh**, the more you move quicker sh**'ll make the club crowd a little thicker n***a in a club fronting like a k**er You ain't eating my n***a, 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 k**er but you never pulled a trigger How that calculate money yo how you figure Yo, another homerun hitter my n***a 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 n***a 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 f** 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 (2x):