Nefew - Over Here lyrics

rate me

Uh, I’m locked and loaded like a cop patrollin'

'about tho kill ya whole career, so my condolence

how am I not devoted, look at the product I drop

at every corner on the block shit is sought up like pot

I push the, envelope like the U.S. P.S.

the rest is BS and P.S. I’m the best!

Forget the top five in the Forbes list

In a few years from now I’ll be enormous!

I win by forfeit and lay your ass down inside the coffin

Messing with me is like trying to fuck with a soft dick!

Oh shit, pass this if you can endorse it

Don’t think I’ll ever stop plugging more shit!

that's that music making you flip in the office

And tell your team leader who the motherfucking boss is.

spill a bitch drink if she ain’t gon' fuck

and tell the DJ better back the shit up, uh, uh!

Chorus: (x2)

Shit’s over here (it's over here)

We make hits over here! (it's over here)

We got bricks over here (it's over here)

So everybody come on, come on, come on!

I’mma send the block wap, Tough as leather

man you think to cock block, I, Love vendettas

man I’m still top notch, so what a fuck I got?

A bunch of cheap hits I can shit on the spot

I’m so lethal with the pen,

I break the law every time I spit again!

Heard me in the buff, now everybody panic

Damn I’m a problem for rappers like Atlantic!

Now here comes the fiasco, I’m so colossal

My reign is set in stones similar to fossils

I suggest you play dead like an opossum

or you might catch a straight shot into your nostrils!

I'm Nostradamus in this rap shit,

you’re future looking real gloomy with your wack shit

knock a motherfucker out and leave his ass on a soil

cause I’m like BP on the mic I cause a motherfucking turmoil!

Chorus: (x2)

Shit’s over here (it's over here)

We make hits over here! (it's over here)

We got bricks over here (it's over here)

So everybody come on, come on, come on!

Gossip has it, in the streets I’m a hazard

Strong arm a cop if he ever catch me rapping

wrap it that is in my aston martin

Everybody hit the deck when we march in!

My crew’s making paper like the wall street journal

Make a hater wanna retreat like a turtle!

So 'for you run your big mough it's only fair I remind you

I got a pack of loyalists and they won’t stop ‘till they find you!

This ain’t a threat more slick guaranteed

click click, than it's on I get a kick out of heat

Back to the program I try to have me a blast,

So take issues elsewhere, I gotta handle that ass

I got a weakens for heels with them pink toes

I’m all yours baby, work me like a strip pole

You already know where this shit leads

But this ain’t for your children to see! hahaha...

Chorus: (x2)

Shit’s over here (it's over here)

We make hits over here! (it's over here)

We got bricks over here (it's over here)

So everybody come on, come on, come on!<br />

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Thanks to madailui

Thanks to mack eleven for correcting these lyrics