Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How We Do It Over Here, artist - Busta Rhymes.
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
How We Do It Over Here |
Pop yo' collars like this |
Bottles up like this |
Side to side like this |
Holla if ya like this |
See the ass? |
Touch me right there |
Wanna touch my nookie baby? |
Touch me right there |
Make me lose my mind baby? |
Touch me right there |
Party over here, ain’t shit over there! |
See how I’m drillin 'em baby? |
It’s Bus-a-Bus back bitch, I’m killin 'em crazy |
We off the Relaxic, I’m spillin the gravy |
Got every club packed thick, creating a frenzy |
To be the latest greatest for all you niggas from gazing |
Bugatti off white tan, interior pastry |
See my swagger sharp like that, these niggas amaze me |
As a matter a fact just salute me and praise me |
Enough of that |
We be up in the club, niggas sportin them minks |
Tipsy in the club, nigga buyin 'em drinks |
Walk around lookin like our shit don’t stink |
Ice by my neck so bright, watch 'em blink |
Okay, now I got me a clear view |
I like it when you get up and I’m lovin ya hairdo |
The way you cross ya legs, ass spread in the chair you |
The way ya clothes skimpy, so it’s easy to tear through |
Appreciate my presence, while I shine wit' a barrel |
I came up wit' cut diamonds, obscure in a rare blue |
Shorty ain’t checkin for you, step to the way I do |
Super senile, I ain’t the one to compare to |
Now she was sayin… |
See the ass? |
Touch me right there |
Wanna touch my nookie baby? |
Touch me right there |
Is that Dr. Dre baby? |
Touch me right there |
Party over here, ain’t shit over there! |
What you sayin Missy?! |
+ (Missy) |
We got some shit for that ass (come on, give it to me) |
We got some shit for that ass (come on, give it to me) |
We got some shit for that ass (come on, give it to me) |
We got some shit for that ass girl |
Bounce back, brand new on the scene what? |
Took a little minute, I’m back with the re-up |
Switched it up a little bit, back with a clean cut |
Shorty’s lost her head, see all the koochies I cream up |
I love the way she in all over the girls when I’m teaming up |
It’s gettin hotter in this bitch, windows are steaming up |
Amazed by the pinky, neck, and wrist be gleaming up |
How I dominate the scene, how a nigga be cleaning up |
I see you liking everything, you see me and you |
You frowning on your girl, like you ain’t willing to share boo |
The hotel ain’t far, meet me there and if you |
Ya girl looking like she wit' it, she can come/cum get it too |
You get impatient Ma, show you just how the kid move |
I’m bangin in the truck, and let her watch in the rearview |
See we don’t really care about the niggas who came through |
Over there cause over here, see I’mma show ya how we do |
So check it baby… |
See it don’t matter what ya doin over there |
See we gets it poppin, that’s how we do it over here |
That’s if we toss bottles, that’s how we do it over here |
Check it, floss models, that’s how we do it over here |
Listen, rare throttles, that’s how we do it over here |
Check it, ice collars, that’s how we do it over here nigga |
See it don’t matter what ya doin over there |
See we gets it poppin, that’s how we do it over here (over here) |