Over Here

[Chorus: 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' nigga be the fuck on wit it

[Verse 1: Bun B]

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

[Verse 2: Jeezy]

I'm in a new SS and the tag still on it

And the pussy niggas 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

Nigga I'm the shit and if I ain't y'all let me think what think

Matter of fact tell the waitress let me drink what 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

[Chorus: 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' nigga be the fuck on wit it

[Verse 3: 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 niggas 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 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

[Chorus: 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' nigga be the fuck on wit it

[Verse 4: Bun B]

I gotta stable full of hoes and a trap full of dealers

A house full of bloods and a house 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

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, nigga 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 niggas yelling

[Chorus: 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' nigga be the fuck on wit it