"How We Do It Over Here" lyrics
"How We Do It Over Here"
(feat. Missy Elliott)
[Missy Elliott:]
Bus-a-Bus, baby, baby!
Now, pop yo' collars like this
Bottles up like this
Side to side like this
Holla if ya like this (Woo)
See the ass? Touch me right there (Woo)
Wanna touch my nookie, baby? Touch me right there (Woo)
Make me lose my mind, baby, touch me right there (Woo)
Party over here, ain't shit over there (Woo)
[Busta Rhymes:]
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, creatin' a frenzy
To be the latest greatest for all you niggas fugazi
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
[Missy Elliott:]
We be up in the club, niggas sportin' them minks
Tipsy in the club, nigga, buyin' 'em drinks (Oh-oh!)
Walk around lookin' like our shit don't stink
Ice by my neck so bright, watch 'em blink
[Busta Rhymes:]
Okay, now I got me a clear view
I like it when you get up and I'm lovin' ya hairdo
The way your cross your legs, ass spread in the chair, you
The way your clothes skimpy, so it's easy to tear through
'Preciate my presence while I shine wit' a glare, who?
I came up wit' cut diamonds, obscure in a rare blue
Shorty ain't checkin' for you, step to the way I do
I'm super senile, I ain't the one to compare to, now she was sayin'
[Missy Elliott:]
See the ass? Touch me right there (Woo)
Wanna touch my nookie, baby? Touch me right there (Woo)
Is that Dr. Dre? Baby, touch me right there (Woo)
Party over here, ain't shit over there (Woo)
[Missy Elliott {Busta Rhymes}:]
Pop yo' collars like this (Oh!)
Bottles up like this (Oh!)
Side to side like this (Oh!)
Holla if ya like this {What you're sayin', Missy?} (Oh!)
Pop yo' collars like this (Oh!)
Bottles up like this (Oh!)
Side to side like this (Oh!)
Holla if ya like this (Ow! Oh!)
[Busta Rhymes (Missy Elliott):]
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 (Ah)
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, I'm back with a clean cut
Shawty's lost her head, see all the koochies I cream up
I love the way she in all over the girls when I'm teamin' up
It's gettin' hot up in this bitch, windows are steamin' up
Amazed by how her pinky, neck and wrist be gleamin' up
How I dominate the scene, how a nigga be cleanin' up
I see you likin' everything, you see me and you
You frownin' on your girl like you ain't willin' to share, boo
The hotel ain't far, meet me there and if you
Your girl lookin' like she wit' it, she can come get it too
You get impatient, Ma, show you just how the kid move
I bang it in the truck and let her watch in the rear view
See, we don't really care about them niggas who came through
Over there, 'cause over here, see I'ma show you how we do (Woo), so check it, baby
[Missy Elliott:]
See the ass? Touch me right there (Woo)
Wanna touch my nookie, baby? Touch me right there (Woo)
Make me lose my mind, baby, touch me right there (Woo)
Party over here, ain't shit over there (Woo)
[Busta Rhymes (Missy Elliott):]
See, it don't matter what you 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 you doin' over there
See, we gets it poppin', that's how we do it over here (Over here)
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album:
"The Big Bang" (2006)
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