Tight Eyes - Nicolay & Kay, OH No, The Luv Bugz

We 'bout to get tight

(Tight)

We 'bout to get tight

Get, get

Tight

(I'm getting tight, I’m getting tight)

(I'm getting tight)

(I feel so good)

RSVP to the happy hour

Free before ten

Let’s go out

Hey we just made

Happy hour

We must be tight

Let’s go out

We must be tight

Let’s go out

Yo

We roll tight I’m like a pimp in a song

Tipping the (?)

Ice cold apple and rum

K. Jack Oh No in your city like shimmer

Tight eyes stay lifted nigga how we hit you

If ya

Smoke the good green and sip them sixteens

And shots of the Patron getting your mind free

Tight eyes have these girls looking Siamese

Four breastestes she like a dime and a half

You see it all day in south Texas

To them scallywags, head for the exit

Knuckle dragging wildebeest please get kinetic 'cause

You all in my personal space

Got a bad attitude and you hurt in the face

Ew

My eyes ain’t that tight babe

But a couple of drinks and you might be that right way

Yo Oh pass the Miller Lite my way

I’m getting so tight, oh

RSVP to the happy hour

Free before ten

Let’s go out

Hey we just made

Happy hour

We must be tight

Let’s go out

We must be tight

Let’s go out

Yah

What up Kay

Let’s burn something

Ay

I had to make a late entrance

Out the whip with the low vision

Green addiction

Tight

Keep listening

Drinks if free before ten

But I’m a ghetto nigga

So Imma drink before I get in

That’s the Hen and Patron

Vodkas and all

And we can get popping from now 'til tomorrow

When the cash in involved

Add the Afghan hash

Then its on

If that’s a mystery then it’s solved

If you ho’s at home

Then that’s a house call (Hello?)

We at the club door

Let’s slip to the backyard

Ay

My nigga Kay let’s smoke this kush

Keep my eyes wide shut, I’m cooked

Been a long time coming

And I ain’t talking about Sam Cooke

Oh got more play than a coach’s handbook

Tight

I’m feeling good in your area

Holding on two drinks

So love I can’t really carry you

But you can follow me

Like Oh’s odyssey

So high you gon' think you won the lottery

RSVP to the happy hour

Free before ten

Let’s go out

Hey we just made

Happy hour

We must be tight

Let’s go out

We must be tight

Let’s go out

Oh

Oh man

I think I’m gonna be sick

I don’t feel good

Oh fuck

Shit

Tight

Tight

Tight

Tight

I’m so tight

Yeah I’m tight

Tight, tight

Tight

Tight tight tight tight

We must be tight

I’m so tight

Tight