How We Do It Over Here Lyrics

Bus-a-Bus, baby, babyNow pop yo' collars like thisBottles up like thisSide to side like thisHolla if ya like thisSee the ass? Touch me right thereWanna touch my nookie, baby? Touch me right thereMake me lose my mind, baby? Touch me right thereParty over here, ain't shit over thereSee how I'm drillin' 'em, baby?It's Bus-a-Bus back, bitch, I'm killin' 'em crazyWe off the Relaxic, I'm spillin' the gravyGot every club packed thick, creating a frenzyTo be the latest greatest for all you niggaz from gazingBugatti, off white, tan, interior pastrySee my swagger sharp like that, these niggaz amaze meAs a matter a fact just salute me and praise me, enough of thatWe be up in the club, niggaz sportin' them minksTipsy in the club, nigga buyin' 'em drinksWalk around, lookin' like our shit don't stinkIce by my neck so bright, watch 'em blinkOkay, now I got me a clear viewI like it when you get up and I'm lovin' ya hairdoThe way you cross ya legs, ass spread in the chair youThe way ya clothes skimpy, so it's easy to tear throughAppreciate my presence, while I shine wit' a barrelI came up wit' cut diamonds, obscure in a rare blueShorty ain't checkin' for you, step to the way I doSuper senile, I ain't the one to compare toNow she was sayin'See the ass? Touch me right thereWanna touch my nookie, baby? Touch me right thereIs that Dr. Dre, baby? Touch me right thereParty over here, ain't shit over therePop yo' collars like thisBottles up like thisSide to side like thisHolla if ya like thisWhat you sayin', Missy?Pop yo' collars like thisBottles up like thisSide to side like thisHolla if ya like thisWe got some shit for that assCome on, give it to meWe got some shit for that assCome on, give it to meWe got some shit for that assCome on, give it to meWe got some shit for that ass, girlBounce back, brand new on the scene, what?Took a little minute, I'm back with the re-upSwitched it up a little bit, back with a clean cutShorty's lost her head, see all the koochies I cream upI love the way she in all over the girls when I'm teaming upIt's gettin' hotter in this bitch, windows are steaming upAmazed by the pinky, neck and wrist be gleaming upHow I dominate the scene, how a nigga be cleaning upI see you liking everything, you see me and youYou frowning on your girl, like you ain't willing to share booThe hotel ain't far, meet me there and if youYa girl looking like she wit' it, she can come in tooYou get impatient Ma, show you just how the kid moveI'm bangin' in the truck, and let her watch in the rearviewSee we don't really care about the niggaz who came throughOver there 'cause over here, see I'ma show ya how we doSo check it, babySee the ass? Touch me right thereWanna touch my nookie, baby? Touch me right thereMake me lose my mind, baby? Touch me right thereParty over here, ain't shit over thereSee, it don't matter what ya doin' over thereSee, we gets it poppin', that's how we do it over hereThat's if we toss bottles, that's how we do it over hereCheck it, floss models, that's how we do it over hereListen, rare throttles, that's how we do it over hereCheck it, ice collars, that's how we do it over here, niggaSee, it don't matter what ya doin over thereSee, we gets it poppin', that's how we do it over here
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

Bus-a-Bus, baby, babyNow pop yo' collars like thisBottles up like thisSide to side like thisHolla if ya like thisSee the ass? Touch me right thereWanna touch my nookie, baby? Touch me right thereMake me lose my mind, baby? Touch me right thereParty over here, ain't shit over thereSee how I'm drillin' 'em, baby?It's Bus-a-Bus back, bitch, I'm killin' 'em crazyWe off the Relaxic, I'm spillin' the gravyGot every club packed thick, creating a frenzyTo be the latest greatest for all you niggaz from gazingBugatti, off white, tan, interior pastrySee my swagger sharp like that, these niggaz amaze meAs a matter a fact just salute me and praise me, enough of thatWe be up in the club, niggaz sportin' them minksTipsy in the club, nigga buyin' 'em drinksWalk around, lookin' like our shit don't stinkIce by my neck so bright, watch 'em blinkOkay, now I got me a clear viewI like it when you get up and I'm lovin' ya hairdoThe way you cross ya legs, ass spread in the chair youThe way ya clothes skimpy, so it's easy to tear throughAppreciate my presence, while I shine wit' a barrelI came up wit' cut diamonds, obscure in a rare blueShorty ain't checkin' for you, step to the way I doSuper senile, I ain't the one to compare toNow she was sayin'See the ass? Touch me right thereWanna touch my nookie, baby? Touch me right thereIs that Dr. Dre, baby? Touch me right thereParty over here, ain't shit over therePop yo' collars like thisBottles up like thisSide to side like thisHolla if ya like thisWhat you sayin', Missy?Pop yo' collars like thisBottles up like thisSide to side like thisHolla if ya like thisWe got some shit for that assCome on, give it to meWe got some shit for that assCome on, give it to meWe got some shit for that assCome on, give it to meWe got some shit for that ass, girlBounce back, brand new on the scene, what?Took a little minute, I'm back with the re-upSwitched it up a little bit, back with a clean cutShorty's lost her head, see all the koochies I cream upI love the way she in all over the girls when I'm teaming upIt's gettin' hotter in this bitch, windows are steaming upAmazed by the pinky, neck and wrist be gleaming upHow I dominate the scene, how a nigga be cleaning upI see you liking everything, you see me and youYou frowning on your girl, like you ain't willing to share booThe hotel ain't far, meet me there and if youYa girl looking like she wit' it, she can come in tooYou get impatient Ma, show you just how the kid moveI'm bangin' in the truck, and let her watch in the rearviewSee we don't really care about the niggaz who came throughOver there 'cause over here, see I'ma show ya how we doSo check it, babySee the ass? Touch me right thereWanna touch my nookie, baby? Touch me right thereMake me lose my mind, baby? Touch me right thereParty over here, ain't shit over thereSee, it don't matter what ya doin' over thereSee, we gets it poppin', that's how we do it over hereThat's if we toss bottles, that's how we do it over hereCheck it, floss models, that's how we do it over hereListen, rare throttles, that's how we do it over hereCheck it, ice collars, that's how we do it over here, niggaSee, it don't matter what ya doin over thereSee, we gets it poppin', that's how we do it over here
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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