[Verse 1]
Yeah, Flipmode Squad (Uh)
Yeah, there ain't nothin' iller (What, what)
(Hah) Busta Rhymes got another killer (Yeah)
N***as be gamblin', playing Cee Lo (What?)
We be gettin' money at casinos (Money...)
Gamble my money like gambinos (Ahh)
Scarface look like Al Pacino (What?)
Now my pockets got muscles like Lou Ferrigno (Ooh)
Copped the hot shit, big up my n***a Premo (P, son)
Stack loot with my n***a Dino and Enno (Julio)
Hah, Spliff and my other n***a Chico (What)
Uno dos tres quatro cinco (Gimme five)
Count from ten all the way back to zero (All)
Set it off rep' from here to Puerto Rico (True)
Runnin’ the bitches mixed with black and Flilpino (Ooh!)
Trick in the hide or on the niko (What)
Caught the round trip to Santo Domingo (Yeah)
My n***a Spliff criminal like Max Remo (For real)
Thug think he loud then show me your hero (Hmmm)
N***a tried to play me on the D-Low (What?)
Tried to short me couple gram on a kilo (Say what?)
Thought we didn't know better, oh, yeah, we know (Hah, hah)
Steppin' them n***as for what its gon' be, yo (What)
N***as spend money then fuck a free show (Yeah)
Get in with shorty who whip in a little Geo (What?)
Derelict n***as get left by the seashore (Ah-hah)
Lock up a n***a and sabotage the keyhole (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Alright y'all (Alright)
You know we keepin' it tight y'all (Real tight, what?)
That's how we doin' it (Yeah, that's how we doin' it)
Yo, that's how we doin' it (Yeah, that's how we doin' it)
Yo, alright y'all (Alright)
You know we wildin' all night y'all (All night y'all)
That's how we doin' it (Hah, that's how we doin' it)
Yo, that's how we doin' it (Yeah, that's how we doin' it)

[Verse 2]
Yo, guess who comin' through for dinner (Who?)
Busta Rhyme bringin' another winner (Oh!)
Comin' with another all night thriller, yo! (Yo)
Shit bang through your bass kicker (True)
The more the hot shit, the more you move quicker (Oh)
Shit'll make the club crowd a little thicker (Yeah)
N***a in the club frontin' like a killer (What)
You ain't eatin' my n***a, you lookin' thinner (Oh!)
Now you a sinner, a partyin' beginner
You better off if you dance to "Who Got The Keys To My Bimma" (True)
You a killer but you never pulled a trigger (What?)
How to calculate money, yo, how you figure? (Who?)
Yo, another homerun hitter my n***a
Yo, we ain't over hit you with a refiller (Come again)
We keep it movin', never label me a quitter (Nah)
Flipmode baby, you could call me flipper (Hah)
She wildin', we wildin' along with her (Yeah)
My n***a put me on, told me she a stripper (What?)
Frontin' like he don't really wanna be with her
He told me handle my business 'cause he already did her (True)
He says she used to be the seed's babysitter (Oh)
Fuck the sloppy second, hit the highest bidder for real-ah (Yeah)
Keep the champagne in the chiller
Keep it cold while I hit you with another wig-splitter (Aww)
[Chorus]
Alright y'all (Alright)
You know we keepin' it tight, y'all (Real tight, what?)
That's how we doin' it (Hah, that's how we doin' it)
Yo, that's how we doin' it (Yeah, that's how we doin' it)
Yo, alright y'all (Alright)
You know we wildin' all night, y'all (All night, y'all)
That's how we doin' it (Hah, that's how we doin' it)
Yo, that's how we doin' it (Yeah, that's how we doin' it)
Yo, alright y'all (Alright)
You know we keepin' it tight y'all (Real tight, what?)
That's how we doin' it (Hah, that's how we doin' it)
Yo, that's how we doin' it (Yeah, that's how we doin' it)
Yo, 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)
Yo, that's how we doin' it (Yeah, that's how we doin' it)
Yo

[Skit]

[Man]
Hey, how you doin', baby girl? I noticed you from across the way, and, uh, I think me and you should get to talkin'

[Woman]
Whatever...
[Man]
So, if you're not doin' nothin' later on tonight maybe, uh, you can come to my place

[Woman]
And?

[Man]
Baby girl, you know how much money I got? Oprah does my laundry

[Woman]
So what?

[Man]
Michael Jordan cuts my grass

[Woman]
Big deal

[Man]
You know how frivolous I am? I drive a Hummer to the end of my driveway just to get the mail. And that's all I use it for

[Woman]
That ain't nothin'

[Man]
I got 6 stockbrokers, 14 doctors, 2 lawyers, 17 accountants, and 8 other lawyers to watch the first 2 lawyers, so...

[Woman]
God, get out of my face

[Man]
And I got custom-made condoms, just made outta other peoples' dicks

[Woman]
Wow, really?

[Man]
And shit, when I'm too tired to get my socks blown, I hire someone else to fuck for me

[Woman]
Obviously you mistakin' me for someone that gives a shit...

[Man]
You know how rich I am? You know how much credit I got? I threw away all my platinum cards, and I got a uranium card

[Woman]
Ahh, loser!

[Man]
Bitch, I drive a Rolls-Royce pick-up truck

[Woman]
Tssk, step off, fucky

[Man]
I got a penthouse with a helicopter pad on the roof, and snipers on the other buildin' to make sure no-one steals my helicopter

[Woman]
Look, you played-out player. I don't need you, I got a vibrator

[Man]
Donald Trump delivers my newspapers in the morning, and I don't even tip him!

[Woman]
Listen, motherfucker. If you want some of this, you're gonna have to give me some more

[Man]
God Damn, there ain't no more! Is there?

[Busta Rhymes' track "So Hardcore" plays out in the background]