Girl's Best Friends

Jigga man, Swizz Beats

History in the making, part three

Lights out ladies!

Chorus x 2:

C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy (to all my baby thugs)

Don't want nobody but you my baby (and all my ladies sing)

Hold me tight and call me your lady (say it louder)

Let me scream your name

I took ya outta Jacob's in clusters

Busters they wanted to rush us

Love the way you sparkle when the sun touch ya

When you blush you turn blue if your grade is right

You can light up the whole room, turning day from night

When the summertime is in and the tops are down

With you around my neck we lock the whole block down (that'sright)

It took shortsleeves and loungin' to understand

The reason they call you ice, everybody freeze

Ain't a pendant in the sun who can shine like you

And that platinum in the charm who can blind like you

The direct reason why niggas do they crimes they do

I used to snatch the necklace right off them reckless fools

Guess I was jealous that they was so next to you

So I devoted half my time to invest in you

The other half was spent on protecting you

Cause you belong to me, now sing ya song for me

C'mon

Chorus x 2

Jay-Z:

I'm often with you so they wonder bout the juice I got

I took you from the projects and an abusive pops

From the bottom to the top

The skateboard to the drop

From the nada to the Prada

I got ya like I got ya

From the first time I put you round my neck and locked ya

It was then I knew everywhere I went you'd follow

Soon I spent every dolla you became my habit

other brothers vice was smoke, mines was carats

The more checks I got the more I laced my crew

The rocks got bigger, watch face got blue

Tricked a little bit, shit I lace my Boo

Fuck it, my mistress I laced her too

Cop my jewels twice, like deja vu

If they ever met in the mall, it's ova ya'll

Just the way I do, and either way you win

I mean the thugs love ya when your girl's best friend

Chorus x 2

And the wedding band you love

In the gold chain you thug

Sometimes you given just because

And the tennis bracelet means they want relations

Know that they wanna fuck the only reason they give you up

In the hands of goldiggas you never enough

Rings, things, just never enough

With me and you together gon shine to the end

I mean the thugs love ya but ya girls best friend

Chorus x 6