Get Over Here Lyrics - Exit 13 - Ll Cool J

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 on 

I 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 her 

Who 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 me 

I'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 up 

Take 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 good 

And if you looking for me 

You can catch me in my hood 

Just doing my thing, got the ring bling 

Don't get it misunderstood 

Nicolette, LL, on the same track 

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

Boys tryin' to holla but I ain't having that 

You better have game, you better come correct 

Ya Girl Nicolette, don't like lame cats 

Tell me what you think about that, let's go 

Love 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 here 

In 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 

Got to get it popping 

The track is knocking, the Bentley's rocking 

Overdose I'm suppose to roast 'em 

With every bar I'm dropping 

Every 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 mopping 

Talk 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 operator 

Switch 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 up 

Inside 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 that 

Hop 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 that 

Everybody know I'm holding 

In the party, pocket swollen 

Rock and rolling 

Competition catching coals in they colon 

Love 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 here 

In 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 

What 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 what 

Pour 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 state 

Yeah, 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 be 

Do 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 floor 

It 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 here 

We 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 mouth 

Shut 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 now 

Popping 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', wow 

Come 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 back 

Work 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 breeze 

In the whip today but not tomorrow 

That's the life of a superstar 

Wanna be involved, better be aware 

Ticky Diamondz got women everywhere 

Do 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 fair 

Baby 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 Queens 

Do 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 nake 

Gotta go back to the grind 

Back to the tracks, back to the rhymes 

Burn a little haze, I let my rhyme 

Love 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 here 

In 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