Lyrics:

Uh ah ah OH, ah ah ah Check it out Flipmode Squad, '98 Raw deluxe, check it out y'all VERSE 1 I be the street kid, the brother your momma freak wit Put your people on if y'all know how to keep a secret When I get money you know I like to keep it How I get money others are tryin to peep it Flipmode, will be winners you wanna form a team wit The big money figures, the ones to plot the scheme wit The brothers who be used to gettin money frequent The ones I would always measure up my triple beams wit Until they start takin my people to the precint That's all back in the day yo, that ain't nuttin recent Cuz nowadays we see women we like to speak wit Eat wit, lay 'em down and sleep wit Type of women make a brother wanna keep it Shorty be so exotic she lookin decent Lotta corny niggaz be offerin whack free shit I can't hold the heat no more yo, I gotta release it CHORUS 1 What y'all gonna do? Don't you know we always comin through, me and my crew, Lemme here you say