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Get Over Here

Ain't nobody as hot as us

East side, west side, north side, south side

Let's ride, uh, the Goat is now taking over the building

It's time for some of that ol', that good ol'Yankee up north dirty south, Yankee music

Uh, it ain't where you from, homey

It's how hot you are, Nicolette, let's, come onI be that, girl who straight pop from the N.Y.

Doing my thing, all day, yeah, it's her

Nicolette on the track, matter fact, bring it back

Tell me what you think about herWho you know with a flow so loco

On a dirty south track from the N.Y. though

I be on it, I be on it, y'all cats don't really want it

Y'all don't want it, y'all just fronting, homeboy

Then back up off meI'm a young fly soldier

Thought I told ya, wack cats is gon' be over

I'm a supernova, controller, anything that I get I hold up

I'm a supernova, controller, anything that I get I hold upTake it back up to the N.Y.

Show 'em how we do, what we do and why

Keep ballin' in our ride, driving show, I pass 'em by

You see our paper, haters hating but it's still all goodAnd if you looking for me

You can catch me in my hood

Just doing my thing, got the ring bling

Don't get it misunderstoodNicolette, LL, on the same track

Bring it back, tell me what you, think about that

Boys tryin' to holla but I ain't having thatYou better have game, you better come correct

Ya Girl Nicolette, don't like lame cats

Tell me what you think about that, let's goLove that you made money, really don't matter

If I see her from a far, this what I yell at her

Hey, over there, over there

Ho, get over here, get over hereIn your club with your girls, I'm in here with my mans

Won't your girls meet my boys, we can all be friends

Hey, over there, over there

Ho, get over here, get over hereGot to get it popping

The track is knocking, the Bentley's rocking

Overdose I'm suppose to roast 'em

With every bar I'm droppingEvery time I drop they copping

Every single line I lay is locking

You a hater, boy, stop your plotting

It'll be your blood we moppingTalk about that major flavor, keyed up, cut like a razor

Lyrically I stake and bake ya, you can see I get that paper

Wear jet black like Darth Vader, hopping out on playa haters

It's in my n-n-nature, never been a smoother operatorSwitch it up, hit it up, get it up, let it up

Your girl from the back like giddy up

How come I run, you like my son

I blow the whole god damn city upInside that long white milky Bentley

Like I just picked Diddy up

Think about that while you doubt that

You a fake mac, you can't count thatHop all off then I bounce back

Got 'em looking a wolf pack outback

I'm from where them Goat, Goat, shout that

Ask Master P, I'm bout thatEverybody know I'm holding

In the party, pocket swollen

Rock and rolling

Competition catching coals in they colonLove that you made money, really don't matter

If I see her from a far, this what I yell at her

Hey, over there, over there

Ho, get over here, get over hereIn your club with your girls, I'm in here with my mans

Won't your girls meet my boys, we can all be friends

Hey, over there, over there

Ho, get over here, get over hereWhat up y'all, y'all know us

Know the party ain't I'll til we show up

Once we hit the scene, the chicks go nuts

Sorry if I intervene, ma but so whatPour more cups of the drink, cups of the guz stop

Til I'm all drunk in the place, burn the kush to the face

Making the dudes wanna hate

'Cause we them new dudes in the stateYeah, we in the club just chilling, B, yeah, baby feeling me

Feel like a barbecue, shorty keep grilling me up

In the club doing stacks where a ceiling beDo it well, ask LL dog feeling me

Dudes not feeling me, because we walked in the door

Looking flyer than airplanes, it's not touching the floorIt do what it do, get the flow get you, and it move

The body move to the tune, yessir

DJ let it boom in the room

Shit's just there like and now your boy hereWe hot like June, gon' drop real soon

Let 'em know that Queens in the house

We jam ride from to the north to the side

I'm a young back, just shut your mouthShut your mouth, turn it around

Shake a little bit, drop down to the ground

Most of the time, don't stop or pound

Before we wasn't it but be popping nowPopping now, people love us when we dropping the sound

Come to your hood, we be rocking your town

Go to the show we rocking the crowd

Get gwop by the thou', wowCome on and roll with the kid, back to the crib

Car real fast, bed real big

Just like that, I'm a get them stacks

Got 'em screaming out, my neck, my backWork it all night, this ain't no tease

You gonna be scarred, I'm a sweat that weave

Now you can't drive, it's too much speed

Just sit back and enjoy that breezeIn the whip today but not tomorrow

That's the life of a superstar

Wanna be involved, better be aware

Ticky Diamondz got women everywhereDo it on the floor, stairs to the chair

Do it on the beat, please, hands to stare

Got you on the beach, you out somewhere

Got your girl screaming that it ain't that fairBaby come true, got enough bread

Switch to the truck, nothing more said

Kid don't play, just do clean

That's what it is, when I come from QueensDo my lean, big black truck

Coming through like I'm moving that stuff

I just get checks, just get neck

Girls I'm afraid, running round butt nakeGotta go back to the grind

Back to the tracks, back to the rhymes

Burn a little haze, I let my rhymeLove that you made money, really don't matter

If I see her from a far, this what I yell at her

Hey, over there, over there

Ho, get over here, get over hereIn your club with your girls, I'm in here with my mans

Won't your girls meet my boys, we can all be friends

Hey, over there, over there

Ho, get over here, get over here

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