(feat. Missy Elliott) 

[Missy] Bus-a-Bus baby-baby! Nooowww... 

[Hook: Missy Elliott] 
Pop yo' collars like this 
Bottles up like this 
Side to side like this 
Holla if ya like this 

[Chorus One: Missy Elliott] 
See the ass? Touch me right there 
Wanna touch my nookie baby? Touch me right there 
Make me lose my mind baby? Touch me right there 
Party over here, ain't shit over there! 

[Busta Rhymes] 
See how I'm drillin 'em baby? 
It's Bus-a-Bus back bitch, I'm killin 'em crazy 
We off the Relaxic, I'm spillin the gravy 
Got every club packed thick, creating a frenzy 
To be the latest greatest for all you niggaz from gazing 
Bugatti off white tan, interior pastry 
See my swagger sharp like that, these niggaz amaze me 
As a matter a fact just salute me and praise me 
Enough of that 

[Missy Elliott] 
We be up in the club, niggaz sportin them minks 
Tipsy in the club, nigga buyin 'em drinks 
Walk around lookin like our shit don't stink 
Ice by my neck so bright, watch 'em blink 

[Busta Rhymes] 
Okay, now I got me a clear view 
I like it when you get up and I'm lovin ya hairdo 
The way you cross ya legs, ass spread in the chair you 
The way ya clothes skimpy, so it's easy to tear through 
Appreciate my presence, while I shine wit' a barrel 
I came up wit' cut diamonds, obscure in a rare blue 
Shorty ain't checkin for you, step to the way I do 
Super senile, I ain't the one to compare to 
Now she was sayin... 

[Chorus Two: Missy Elliott] 
See the ass? Touch me right there 
Wanna touch my nookie baby? Touch me right there 
Is that Dr. Dre baby? Touch me right there 
Party over here, ain't shit over there! 

[Hook] 

[Busta] What you sayin Missy!? 

[repeat Hook] 

[Break] 
[Busta] We got some shit for that ass 
[Missy] Come on give it to me 
[Busta] We got some shit for that ass 
[Missy] Come on give it to me 
[Busta] We got some shit for that ass 
[Missy] Come on give it to me 
[Busta] We got some shit for that ass girl 

[Busta Rhymes] 
Bounce back, brand new on the scene what? 
Took a little minute, I'm back with the re-up 
Switched it up a little bit, back with a clean cut 
Shorty's lost her head, see all the koochies I cream up 
I love the way she in all over the girls when I'm teaming up 
It's gettin hotter in this bitch, windows are steaming up 
Amazed by the pinky, neck, and wrist be gleaming up 
How I dominate the scene, how a nigga be cleaning up 
I see you liking everything, you see me and you 
You frowning on your girl, like you ain't willing to share boo 
The hotel ain't far, meet me there and if you 
Ya girl looking like she wit' it, she can come/cum in too 
You get impatient Ma, show you just how the kid move 
I'm bangin in the truck, and let her watch in the rearview 
See we don't really care about the niggaz who came through 
over there 'cause over here, see I'ma show ya how we do 
So check it baby... 

[Chorus One] 

[Busta Rhymes + Missy] 
See it don't matter what ya doin over there 
See we gets it poppin, that's how we do it over here 
That's if we toss bottles, that's how we do it over here 
Check it, floss models, that's how we do it over here 
Listen, rare throttles, that's how we do it over here 
Check it, ice collars, that's how we do it over here nigga 
See it don't matter what ya doin over there 
See we gets it poppin, that's how we do it over here (over here)