How We Do It Over Here
Busta Rhymes Lyrics


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[Missy]
Bus-a-Bus baby-baby! Now

[Bridge: Missy Elliott]
Pop yo' collars like this
Bottles up like this
Side to side like this
Holla if ya like this

[Chorus 1: Missy Elliott]
See the ass? Touch me right there
Wanna touch 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!

[Busta Rhymes]
See how I'm drilling 'em baby?
It's Bus-a-Bus back bitch, I'm killing 'em crazy
We off the Relaxic, I'm spilling the gravy
Got every club packed thick, creating a frenzy
To be the latest greatest for all you niggas from gazing
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 sporting them minks
Tipsy in the club, nigga buying 'em drinks
Walk around looking 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 loving ya hairdo
The way you cross ya legs, ass spread in the chair you
The way ya clothes skimpy, so it's easy to tear through
Appreciate my presence, while I shine wit' a barrel
I came up wit' cut diamonds, obscure in a rare blue
Shorty ain't checking for you, step to the way I do
Super senile, I ain't the one to compare to
Now she was saying

[Chorus Two: Missy Elliott]
See the ass? Touch me right there
Wanna touch my nookie baby? Touch me right there
Is that Dr. Dre baby? Touch me right there
Party over here, ain't shit over there!

[Bridge]

[Busta]
What you sayin Missy!?

[Bridge]

[Busta Rhymes & Missy]
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

[Busta Rhymes]
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, back with a clean cut
Shorty's lost her head, see all the koochies I cream up
I love the way she in all over the girls when I'm teaming up
It's getting hotter in this bitch, windows are steaming up
Amazed by the pinky, neck, and wrist be gleaming up
How I dominate the scene, how a nigga be cleaning up
I see you liking everything, you see me and you
You frowning on your girl, like you ain't willing to share boo
The hotel ain't far, meet me there and if you
Ya girl looking like she wit' it, she can come in too
You get impatient Ma, show you just how the kid move
I'm bangin in the truck, and let her watch in the rear view
See we don't really care about the niggas who came through
Over there 'cause over here, see I'ma show ya how we do
So check it baby

[Chorus 1]

[Busta Rhymes & Missy]
See it don't matter what ya 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 ya doin over there
See we gets it poppin, that's how we do it over here (over here)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Busta Rhymes's song, How We Do It Over Here, are a statement of his undeniable confidence and swagger. The song's lyrics, which are performed in tandem with Missy Elliott, speak of the glamorous lifestyle of the rich and famous. They have a feel-good attitude that encourages listeners to join in with the party vibes.


The lyrics also suggest that the "cool" people of society have the best of everything, including the best cars, the most beautiful women, and the most expensive jewelry. The lyrics are filled with braggadocio, with Busta Rhymes boasting about his wealth and his dominance over other rappers. He describes how he is "drilling" and "killing" the competition as he dominates the music scene.


The chorus is particularly catchy, with Missy Elliott's sultry voice asking listeners to touch her right there. She repeats this phrase several times throughout the song, as if to underline the fact that she is in charge of her own sexuality. The song is all about having a good time and being confident, which is a theme that runs throughout a lot of Busta Rhymes's music.


Line by Line Meaning

[Missy] Bus-a-Bus baby-baby! Now
Missy is calling out to Busta Rhymes at the beginning of the song.


[Bridge: Missy Elliott] Pop yo' collars like this Bottles up like this Side to side like this Holla if ya like this
Missy is giving instructions on how to party - pop your collars, hold your bottles high, and dance side to side. If you like it, make some noise!


[Chorus 1: Missy Elliott] See the ass? Touch me right there Wanna touch 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!
Missy is encouraging someone to touch her body in sexually suggestive ways, indicating that the party where she is is more fun than any other nearby.


[Busta Rhymes] See how I'm drilling 'em baby? It's Bus-a-Bus back bitch, I'm killing 'em crazy We off the Relaxic, I'm spilling the gravy Got every club packed thick, creating a frenzy To be the latest greatest for all you niggas from gazing 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
Busta Rhymes is bragging about his popularity in clubs and how he is making everyone go crazy. He is riding in a fancy white car and is impressed with his own “swag.” He wants everyone to acknowledge his greatness but then moves on to the next topic.


[Missy Elliott] We be up in the club, niggas sporting them minks Tipsy in the club, nigga buying 'em drinks Walk around looking like our shit don't stink Ice by my neck so bright, watch 'em blink
Missy and her friends are partying in a club, where guys are wearing fur coats and buying them drinks. They feel like they are hot stuff because they are wearing lots of jewelry that catches people's attention.


[Busta Rhymes] Okay, now I got me a clear view I like it when you get up and I'm loving ya hairdo The way you cross ya legs, ass spread in the chair you The way ya clothes skimpy, so it's easy to tear through Appreciate my presence, while I shine wit' a barrel I came up wit' cut diamonds, obscure in a rare blue Shorty ain't checking for you, step to the way I do Super senile, I ain't the one to compare to Now she was saying
Busta is looking at a woman who is seated with her legs crossed in a very suggestive way. He likes how her clothes reveal a lot of her body, and wants her to appreciate him as he shows off his shiny gun barrel and expensive jewelry. He brags about how special and unique he is and how other men can't compare to him. The woman in question likes what she sees in him.


[Chorus Two: Missy Elliott] See the ass? Touch me right there Wanna touch my nookie baby? Touch me right there Is that Dr. Dre baby? Touch me right there Party over here, ain't shit over there!
Missy is still encouraging someone to touch her body, and she asks a man if he is Dr. Dre in a flirtatious way. She reiterates that the party where she is is better than any other nearby.


[Bridge]
Missy repeats the instructions from the earlier bridge to keep the party going.


[Busta] What you sayin Missy!?
Busta asks Missy what she is saying, possibly in response to her earlier flirtations.


[Bridge]
Missy repeats her instructions again.


[Busta Rhymes & Missy] 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
Busta and Missy boast about what they have to offer, both literally and figuratively. It’s unclear what they actually have to offer but they sound confident about it.


[Busta Rhymes] 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, back with a clean cut Shorty's lost her head, see all the koochies I cream up I love the way she in all over the girls when I'm teaming up It's getting hotter in this bitch, windows are steaming up Amazed by the pinky, neck, and wrist be gleaming up How I dominate the scene, how a nigga be cleaning up I see you liking everything, you see me and you You frowning on your girl, like you ain't willing to share boo The hotel ain't far, meet me there and if you Ya girl looking like she wit' it, she can come in too You get impatient Ma, show you just how the kid move I'm bangin in the truck, and let her watch in the rear view See we don't really care about the niggas who came through Over there 'cause over here, see I'ma show ya how we do So check it baby
Busta talks about how he came back to the scene with a renewed presence after being gone for a while. He boasts about how he makes women lose their minds and how he dominates the scene, specifically with his jewelry. He invites a woman to a hotel with him and suggests that her friend can come too. He's not interested in other men, but will do whatever he wants to do regardless of their presence. Finally, he states that he's going to show her how things are done where he is.


[Chorus 1]
Missy repeats the earlier chorus.


[Busta Rhymes & Missy] See it don't matter what ya 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 ya doin over there See we gets it poppin, that's how we do it over here (over here)
Busta and Missy talk about how they party, which involves throwing bottles, featuring beautiful models, and having expensive and unique pieces of jewelry. It doesn't matter what other people are doing, because they know how to get the party going where they are.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andre Romell Young, Che J Pope, Dawaun W Parker, Melissa A Elliott, Trevor Smith

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