How We Do It Over Here

Bussa Bus, baby!

Now, pop your 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
Wanna taste 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 meat-rack, sick, I'm spillin' the gravy
Got every club packed thick, creatin' a frenzy
We be the latest, greatest, all you niggas fugazi
Bugatti off-white, tan, interior paisley
See my swag is sharp like daggers, niggas amaze me
As a matter of 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' them drinks
Walk around lookin' like our shit don't stink
Ice 'round our necks so bright, watch 'em blink

Okay, now I got me a clear view
I like you when you get up, and I'm lovin' your hairdo
The way you cross your legs, ass spread in the chair, you
You wear your clothes skimpy, so it's easy to tear through
Appreciate my presence while I shine with a glare
Who rock emerald cut diamonds, obscurin' the rare blue
Shorty ain't checkin' for you, step to the rear, dude
I supercede y'all, I ain't the one to compare to
Now, she was sayin'

See the ass? Touch me right there
Wanna taste my nookie, baby? Touch me right there
Is that Dr. Dre? Baby, touch me right there
Party over here, ain't shit over there

Pop your collars like this (Ho!)
Bottles up like this (Ho!)
Side to side like this (Ho!)
Holla if ya like this (What you say, Missy?)
Pop your collars like this (Ho!)
Bottles up like this (Ho!)
Side to side like this (Ho!)
Holla if ya like this (Ho!)

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 (Uh-huh)

Bounce back, brand new on the scene, what?
Took a little minute, but I'm back with the re-up
Switched it up a little bit, I'm back with a clean cut
Shorties lust the kid, see how they coochies'll cream up
I love the way she and all of the girls with her teamin' up
It's gettin' hotter in this bitch, windows are steamin' up
Amazed by how the pinky, neck, and wrist be gleamin' up
How I dominate the scene and how a nigga be cleanin' up
I see you blockin' everything you see near you
You frownin' on your girl like you ain't willin' to share, boo
The hotel ain't far, we be there in a few
Your girl lookin' like she with it, she can come get it too
You get impatient, ma, I'll 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 them niggas who came through
Over there, 'cause over here, see, I'ma show you how we do
So check it, baby

See the ass? Touch me right there
Wanna taste 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, it don't matter what you're doin' over there
See, we gets it poppin', that's how we do it over here
Listen, we toss bottles, that's how we do it over here
Check it, floss models, that's how we do it over here
Listen, rev' throttles, that's how we do it over here
Check it, iced collars, that's how we do it over here, nigga
See, it don't matter what you're doin' over there
See, we gets it poppin', that's how we do it over here