Over Here Lyrics - Singles - Rae Sremmurd

Over here, fireworks on bottles over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Over here, world class bitches over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Look over here, we got all the stars over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Over here, money don't mean nothin' over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Why you over here? You mad bruh? 

Why you over here? Too bad bro 

Broke niggas all in the club but they ain't over here 

Nah they ain't with the set 

I make it rain til she wet 

I sign my name on her chest 

She kiss the G's on my belt, she Gucci 

If I'm in the club I own it 

If it ain't gas, I don't want it 

Your bad bitches look borin' 

My bad bitches look foreign 

Them green guys like a green light, them bad bitches be goin' 

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I fucked your girl last night 

And my niggas fucked her this mornin' 

Charlie Sheen is my clone, can they fuck with us? No 

Red carpet my home, VIP is my throne 

Take me out of my zone I'ma take your ho 

All my niggas on gold, everything on gold 

Over here, fireworks on bottles over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Over here, world class bitches over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Look over here, we got all the stars over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Over here, money don't mean nothin' over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Chris Vernace red bottoms on the ball with the bottles no shots 

We mergin' up the models, that's thots kissin' thots 

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I got a pocket full of condoms, I fucked your bitch yesterday 

We do this shit every day, she got a tattoo of BoBo Swae 

It's on her ass now 

She like pink diamonds with the molly water, make her pass out 

It's big bank when I'm in the club, I'ma walk and lick 

That's why I'm talkin' shit 

So don't disrespect 

Cause I'm with the set bitch 

It's Hollyhood in the 'Ville, we all got the check 

We, Swae, Mike, Miley Cyrus, made it mafia in this bitch 

We got special effects, check the stats 

You know what it is, we in this bitch, we in this bitch 

Over here, fireworks on bottles over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Over here, world class bitches over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Look over here, we got all the stars over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Over here, money don't mean nothin' over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Hakuna matata, I came in with my partners 

Hakuna matata, I'ma red carpet walker 

50 bad bitches drinkin' vodka like it's water 

But who you know over here? 

Oh your ho over here? 

Ain't no joke over here 

On the loud blowin' stronger than anybody you know 

On got your ho on my ho 

Oh the devil comin', now she on my Koolos 

I'm Superman feein' supernatural, fuck two hoes (Clark Kent) 

And you know who got the Hublots, makin' Batman signals in the air (Bruce Wayne) 

I make 'em send 100 bottles to the section that's comin' for the quick check 

My world class bitch takin' shot after shot cause she fully automatic with the clip 

She bust it like a nina full of scent and I 

I'm swimmin' in your bitch rockin' from shot to shot 

Over here, fireworks on bottles over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Over here, world class bitches over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Look over here, we got all the stars over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) 

Over here, money don't mean nothin' over here 

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)