Bun B - Over Here lyrics

[Hook: Young Jeezy] We getting money over here what it do pimpin See you boys tipping but you boys ain't tipping Hold up a yeah it's something wrong wit it If the money gon' n***a be the f** on wit it [Bun B] Don't worry bout what the f** we smokin over here Don't worry bout what the f** we drankin over here Don't worry bout who the f** was standing over here Don't worry bout how the f** we dancing over here [Young Jeezy] I'm in a new SS and the tag still on it And the p**y n***as hating cause all the hoes on it She ask me why I looked so mean I said the Benz just boosted up my self-esteem n***a I'm the sh** and if I ain't y'all let me think what think Matter of fact tell the waitress let me drink what I drink n***a think I ain't No need to brag Man these hoes love Jeezy they just like my swag The way I do my thang I'm just a young ghetto n***a wit a big a** chain [Hook] [Young Jeezy] If you feeling like a pimp dog gon' brush ya shoulders off I'm trapping lil daddy gon' get them boulders off And I'mma teach you how to stunt As soon as my n***as roll up these blunts She said she like my domineer Between you and me I think she's digging my Beemer Love the way a lil n***a spit so slick Plus she heard I gotta big dick that's it Yeah put it on me girl Matter of fact tell ya friends put it on me girl Gangsta sh** we got dro in the air Bottles of Crist', Grey Goose everywhere [Hook] [Bun B] I gotta stable full of hoes and a trap full of dealers A house full of bloods and a house full of k**ers I'm heavy on the streets with a rep long as old Nash I hit a hater wit a heat from a cold gat I'm posted up on a corner like a street light Making sure the money move making sure I eat right Dollar for dollar and dime for dime We out here hustle for hustle, n***a grind for grind We got them nines in a halfs Even them old things grinding on them hash Folding for doe mane We all in the dope game Buying and selling You haters buying and telling But what is my n***as yelling [Hook]