Rae Sremmurd – Over Here ft. Bobo Swae

[Hook]
Over here, fireworks on bottles over here
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
Over here, world class b!tches 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 nothing over here
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

[Verse 1 – Slim Jxmmi]
Why you over here? You mad bruh?
Why you over here? Too bad bro
Broke n!ggas all in the club but they ain’t over here
Nah they ain’t with the set
I make it rain till she wet
I sign my name in 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 b!tches look boring
My bad b!tches look foreign
Them green guys like the green light, them bad b!tches be going
I fvcked your girl last night
And my n!ggas fvcked her this morning
Charlie Chinn is my clone, can they fvck with us? No
Red carpet my home, V.I.P is my throne
Take me out of my zone, I’m a take your ho
All my n!ggas on old, everything on gold

[Hook]
Over here, fireworks on bottles over here
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
Over here, world class b!tches 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 nothing over here
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

[Verse 2 – Bobo Swae]
Chris Vernace red bottoms on the ball with the bottles no shots
We merging up the models that’s thots kissing thots
I got a pocket full of condoms, I fvcked your b!tch yesterday
We do this sh!t every day, she got a tattoo of BoBo Swae
It’s on her as now
She like pink diamonds with the molly water, make her pass out
It’s big bank when I’m in the club, I’m a walk and lick
That’s why I’m talking sh!t
So don’t disrespect
Cause I’m with the set b!tch
It’s Hollywood in the ville, we all got the check
We, Swae, Mike, Miley Cyrus, made it mafia in this b!tch
We got special effects, check the stats
We know what it is, we in this b!tch, we in this b!tch

[Hook]
Over here, fireworks on bottles over here
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
Over here, world class b!tches 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 nothing over here
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

[Verse 3 – Swae Lee]
Hakuna matata, I came in with my partners
Hakuna matata, I’m a red carpet walker
Fifty bad b!tches drinking 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 blowing stronger than anybody you know
On got your ho on my ho
Oh the devil coming, now she on my koolos
I’m superman feeling supernatural, fvck two hoes (Clark Kent)
And you know who get the hublots, making batman signals in the air (Bruce Wayne)
I make em send 100 bottles to the section that’s coming for the quick check
My world class b!tch taking shot after shot cause she fully automatic the clip
She bust it like a nina full of scent and i
I’m swimming in your b!tch rocking from shot to shot

[Hook]
Over here, fireworks on bottles over here
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
Over here, world class b!tches 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 nothing over here
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

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