Over Here
Bun B Lyrics
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See ya boys looking but y'all lame ain't tipping
Hold up, a, yeah it's some wrong wit it
If your money gon' nigga be the fuck on wit it
And don't worry 'bout what the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't worry 'bout what the fuck we drankin' over here
Don't worry 'bout who the fuck was standing over here
I'm in a new SS and the tag still on it
And the pussy niggaz hating 'cause all the hoes on it
She ask me why I looked so mean
I said, "The Benz just boosted up to my self-esteem"
Nigga I'm the shit and if I ain't y'all let me think what I think
Matter of fact tell the waitress let me drink when I drink
Nigga 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 nigga wit a big ass chain
We getting money over here, what it do pimpin'
See ya boys looking but y'all [Incomprehensible]ain't tipping
Hold up, a, yeah it's some wrong wit it
If your money gon' nigga be the fuck on wit it
And don't worry 'bout what the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't worry 'bout what the fuck we drankin' over here
Don't worry 'bout who the fuck was standing over here
Don't worry 'bout how the fuck we dancing over here
Now if you feeling like a pimp dog gon' brush ya shoulders off
You trapping lil' daddy gon' get them boulders off
And I'ma teach you how to stunt
As soon as my niggaz roll up these blunts
She said, "She like my domineer"
Between me and you I think she's digging my Beemer
Love the way a lil' nigga 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 shit we got dro in the air
Bottles of Crist', Grey Goose everywhere
We getting money over here, what it do pimpin'
See ya boys looking but y'all lame ain't tipping
Hold up, a, yeah it's some wrong wit it
If your money gon' nigga be the fuck on wit it
And don't worry 'bout what the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't worry 'bout what the fuck we drankin' over here
Don't worry 'bout who the fuck was standing over here
Don't worry 'bout how the fuck we dancing over here
I gotta a stable full of hoes and a trap full of dealers
A house full of bloods and a click full of killers
I'm heavy on the streets with a rep long as old Nash
I hit a hater wit a heat from a cold gat
We posted up on a black like a street light
Watching the money move making sure I eat right
Dollar for dollar and dime for dime
We out here hustle for hustle, nigga grind for grind
We got them nines in them halfs
Even them old things grinding on them hash
Folding for doe mane and we all in the dope game, buying and selling
You haters buying and telling, but what is my niggaz yelling
We getting money over here, what it do pimpin'
See ya boys looking but y'all lame ain't tipping
Hold up, a, yeah it's some wrong wit it
If your money gon' nigga be the fuck on wit it
And don't worry 'bout what the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't worry 'bout what the fuck we drankin' over here
Don't worry 'bout who the fuck was standing over here
Don't worry 'bout how the fuck we dancing over here
The song "Over Here" by Bun B and Young Jeezy is a classic hip-hop anthem all about living the high life and getting money. The lyrics convey a certain sense of bravado and confidence, with both rappers boasting about their success and their ability to attract attention from women. The chorus, which repeats the lines "We getting money over here, what it do pimpin'" is a clear statement of intent, letting everyone know that they are on top of their game.
The song's verses feature a series of references to cars, jewelry, and other material possessions that signify wealth and success. There are also references to drug dealing and violence, which serve as reminders that the life of a successful rapper is not always glamorous. However, the overall tone of the song is one of celebration, with the rappers reveling in their own success and the attention that comes with it.
One interesting aspect of "Over Here" is the collaboration between Bun B and Young Jeezy, two of the most respected rappers in the Southern hip-hop scene at the time. Both artists contribute equally to the song, and their styles complement each other well. Another interesting fact about the song is that it was produced by Daihard Beats, a relatively unknown producer who went on to work with many other major artists. Finally, the song's chorus has become something of a catchphrase among rap fans, and is often used as an expression of confidence or success.
Chords: Unfortunately, the chords for "Over Here" are not readily available.
Line by Line Meaning
We getting money over here, what it do pimpin'
We are making a lot of money here, what's up my friend?
See ya boys looking but y'all lame ain't tipping
I see your guys looking but they're not giving us any money.
Hold up, a, yeah it's some wrong wit it
Wait a minute, something's not right here.
If your money gon' nigga be the fuck on wit it
If you're not willing to spend your money, then leave.
And don't worry 'bout what the fuck we smokin' over here
Don't concern yourself with what we're smoking.
Don't worry 'bout what the fuck we drankin' over here
Don't worry about what we're drinking.
Don't worry 'bout who the fuck was standing over here
Don't worry about who was here before you.
Don't worry 'bout how the fuck we dancing over here
Don't concern yourself with how we're dancing.
I'm in a new SS and the tag still on it
I have a new SS car and the tag is still on it.
And the pussy niggaz hating 'cause all the hoes on it
The jealous guys are hating on me because the girls like my car.
She ask me why I looked so mean
She asked me why I looked angry.
I said, "The Benz just boosted up to my self-esteem"
I replied, "My Benz just made me feel better about myself."
Nigga I'm the shit and if I ain't y'all let me think what I think
I think I'm the best and if I'm not, let me believe what I want.
Matter of fact tell the waitress let me drink when I drink
Actually, tell the waitress to keep giving me drinks.
Nigga think I ain't, no need to brag
If you don't think I'm great, then there's no need for me to brag.
Man these hoes love Jeezy, they just like my swag
These girls love Young Jeezy, they just like how he presents himself.
The way I do my thang
The way I live my life.
I'm just a young ghetto nigga wit a big ass chain
I'm a young guy from the ghetto with a big chain.
Now if you feeling like a pimp dog gon' brush ya shoulders off
If you're feeling confident, brush your shoulders off like a pimp.
You trapping lil' daddy gon' get them boulders off
If you're selling drugs, make sure you sell them all.
And I'ma teach you how to stunt
And I'm going to teach you how to show off.
As soon as my niggaz roll up these blunts
Once my friends finish rolling their marijuana cigarettes.
She said, "She like my domineer"
She said she likes my attitude.
Between me and you I think she's digging my Beemer
Between us, I think she likes my BMW.
Love the way a lil' nigga spit so slick
She loves the way I speak so smoothly.
Plus she heard I gotta big dick that's it
And she heard I have a large penis, that's all.
Yeah, put it on me girl
Yes, have sex with me.
Matter of fact tell ya friends put it on me girl
Actually, tell your friends to have sex with me too.
Gangsta shit we got dro in the air
We're doing gangster stuff and smoking marijuana.
Bottles of Crist', Grey Goose everywhere
We have bottles of expensive alcohol all around us.
I gotta a stable full of hoes and a trap full of dealers
I have a group of prostitutes and drug dealers in my possession.
A house full of bloods and a click full of killers
My house is filled with members of the Bloods gang and people who have killed others.
I'm heavy on the streets with a rep long as old Nash
I'm well-known on the streets and have a reputation like an old car brand.
I hit a hater wit a heat from a cold gat
I shot someone who was hating on me with a gun.
We posted up on a black like a street light
We're just hanging out on the street corner like a street light.
Watching the money move making sure I eat right
Watching the money come in and making sure I take care of myself.
Dollar for dollar and dime for dime
Every dollar and every dime counts.
We out here hustle for hustle, nigga grind for grind
We're out here hustling and grinding to succeed.
We got them nines in them halfs
We have guns and drugs that we sell in half quantities.
Even them old things grinding on them hash
Even the old things are using drugs like hash.
Folding for doe mane and we all in the dope game, buying and selling
We're making money in the drug industry by buying and selling.
You haters buying and telling, but what is my niggaz yelling
You haters are buying drugs and snitching, but what are my friends shouting?
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ALBERT TETTEH DOKU, DENNIS ANDOH, RICHARD RODNEY GITTENS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@tkmclaren7381
that transition was legendary
@706Kel
Deadass
@jagdishgowd8930
The later track was Air Forces from Jeezy's major debut album Thug motivation 101:
@OnTheGoWithNgongo
Till this day most legendary
@kingo.d.5184
@Whatever movie u didn't see i was in it https://youtu.be/knJTI6uE5z0
@kingo.d.5184
@Jagdish Gowd https://youtu.be/knJTI6uE5z0
@andrell314
definitely his BMF days so classic
@aaronconsultant
Listening to the audiobook about Big Meech and BMF. Brought me here.
@TerranceT-Mac
@@aaronconsultant😂 same here this dude was special it’s like when 50 first album dropped both just legends when you look at where that at now! Found a way out the street is legendary itself
@royalzaheer7
jeezy was the hardest nigga in the south when his first album drop