Jay-Z~Girl's Best Friend
Jigga man, Swizz Beats
History in the making, part three
Lights out ladies!

Chorus: (2x)

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

[Jay-Z]
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's right)
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
Just 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 2x

[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 bites 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 2x

[Jay-Z]
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 til end
Eve-Gotta Man
1 -     Gotta man that I think I'm gon' love forever 
         And forever, we'll be together (C'mon) 
         No matter where he goes, I'll be thinkin' of him 
         I'm gonna love him, I'm gonna love him 

(Repeat 1) 

[Eve]
Yo, Yo, Sexy lookin' like love, no doubt 
Sophisticated thug keep me guessin'
Said it would be a blessin' just to see you undressin'
Callin' you daddy, late nights I'm layin' on your chest
And, stay reminiscin' bout the rest 
And, how they less than, trying to come between what we share
Can't compare, could have been left
But when it's mine, I never share, fight to the death
If need be to prove that, wounds from your war
Other chicks couldn't soothe that, broke from a bad back
I'm holdin' you down, throwin' dirt with other pigeons
But them other fishes drown, locked in, however long
I'm playin' it smart, court dates in other cities
There I'm doin' my part, wif-ey, in ya life see
Forever be us, passin' the side of a Bentley 
Or the number 2 bus, tell the whole world, pappy
EVE don't want nobody else, with other dogs pick and choose
But you, I'm keepin' for myself 

(Repeat 1)
(Repeat 1) 

All my peoples thinkin' I'm delirious
But the love I feel is serious
Couples of the world, no comparing us
Been through fist fights with cats when I see it escalate
I'm the getaway driver so my baby can escape
Pull my ice for the bail, spending nights in jail
Drawing hearts on the wall with our names around the cell
It made a little craziness, maybe I'm blind
But for me to leave now lookin' for love could take a lifetime
So I'm keepin' mine, uh-huh, keep me blind
It's like heaven when we makin' love, controllin' my spine
Ya di da, I don't need that as long as long as you wit me
And you chickens thinkin' that you competition, come and get me
My position is held, some try and all fail
Kitty cats so whatever baby good enough to sell
Never leave his baby girl, mad 'cause he claim me
Only thug in the hood that was wild enough to tame me 

(Repeat 1)
(Repeat 1)
 
I'm the one he'll never leave, helped him build his luxuries
Carry stories that can hurt him, still, he only trustin' me
Secrets never leave my mouth, even if they torture me
Always taught to hold the ground, that's why I'll always be his queen
It's some dumb things see him in the party, start to flip (what the fuck?)
Curse him out on the regular just to make him sick
Disappear for a day or two to test his loyal ground
Keep my dogs on a short leash, controllin' the growl 
Open wide, I don't care who knows, I'm swallowing my pride
And he fast to blast a cat that he think he on the prowl
But I'll never let him go, temper flare, let it go
Always be his extra back bone, quick to let you cats know
Always by his side, EVE the apple of his eye
Us together ain't no stopping snatchin' pieces of the pie
Us together in our own world, what's his becomes mine
Exceed eternity with him we'll stand the test of time 

(Repeat 1 to fade)

Luniz-I Got 5 On It(remix)
Ha ha, the remix (5 on it)
We creepin in too, baby
We got five on that thing, man
We got, uh, Dru Down
We got the Luniz (Shock G)
Yeah, Richie Rich
E-40, Spice 1

Verse One: Dru Down

You say you got five on my tenda,
You can bend-a over the table,
But be sure bring my stallion back to my stable,
Say, brah
No elementary school ground plan,
Not a five dollar bill,
But five double zero on the real, feel
I'm on the level, stay mellow,
No criticism from the fellows, hello
Being keyed during a high-speed
But still don't tap the B.B.s
I'm dizzy, Dru Down

Verse Two: Knumskull

Like Nyquil, I drop fever,
So either put your five up,
Or ya gots to leave it like Deva
Cause see ya,
Nigga perkin broke and smoke ya spliff all day
Go home and buy big tricky with his pretty Impal-a
I got five on the Hennessey, Seagram's, and 40's
Cause "This Is How We Do It" like Montell Jordan
I'm from the Oakland city, framed nigga is a gonna,
Now I'm blowin it up like Oklahoma

Verse Three: Richie Rich

Put ya five with my fin,
Best believe we'll bend
Mo' corners than you thought,
To somethin writers bought
More zig-zags believe that
Tokin, where you from?
Oakland
Smokin
In attempts to crack the chest plate,
The zips be so fluffy, the whole town loves me
An every event I'm sacked up,
So if ya need me, scream double R when ya see me

Chorus: Michael Marshall

I got five on it,
Grab ya four, let's get keyed,
I got five on it,
Messin wit dat indo weed
I got five on it,
It's got me stuck and toed back,
I got five on it,
Patna, let's go half on a sack

Verse Four: E-40

E-40
Why ya treat me so bad?
40 makes it happen
Fives gets slapped and rubbin them girls 
just a little bit of light weight
Flamboyant, potent fumes lingerin 
mighty clouds and Northern Lights
You expect to bit the baron an you'll be violatin my civil rights
I'm startin to feel my scrilla 
but perhaps today my scrilla ain't feelin me
For the simple fact that I'm off to the track where hella fools be
Pockets empty, pitchin five, man I'm dusted
Took off my hat, passed it around, sprinkle me

Verse Five: Yukmouth

Me an E-40 to the head, comin fifth, plus
You let the lead bust,
Ready to do a murda, man?
Perved off the Hurricane, hurled again
Witness we'll bein off two-fifths equal,
Killing people like Jason, facin death every sequel
(Insane in the membrane!)
Bring the pain like Method
Neglected,
Smokin crips to the night to the brains for breakfast
Cause for the in-do fins do the evil that men do,
Give me fi-ve and I shall proceed and continue

Chorus

Verse Six: Shock G

Yeah, it's been a while since I've hollered from the town,
Mess around heard young ginome said "I've gotta be down"
Cause new styles is goin down, look around you
Tunes from the Luniz spread round an round you
Back to get my O on, they let me flow on
The thirty-five on it,
Yeah, I'm on it,
Still brinin satin for them draws
Velvet for the mic and got a pound for the cause

Verse Seven: Spice 1

Rollin up the cannabis, hittin the Mary Jane,
Smokin the five before it's tweleve o'clock
Sippin on Hurricane, ready to smoke on the indo
Rollin up my window, fittin to go to the land,
With a hand fulla broccoli,
When it comes to the sticky, I'm the man
Crutch nasty I be hittin the J so hard I hurl
Fall on the floor fittin to have a stroke THC ain't no joke
I got five on everything, let's get loaded and smoke
S-P-I-C-E about to hit it an croaaak

Chorus

Ha ha, wassup baby
It's me, your boy to keep the song always tight
You little short on some ends?
Don't worry, I'll take care of that,
I got you

Mariah/DJ Clue/Jigga-Heartbreaker
[DJ Clue] (Mariah)
Yeah
(We're gonna do it like this, ooh)

[Jay-Z] (Mariah)
All right let's go (ooh)

1 - [Mariah]
      Give me your love

Repeat 1 during intro

[Jay-Z] (Clue)
Ugh, what, ugh, jigga (MC, ha, Clue)
Hey, you gotta bounce to this like this
You almost gotta watch to this, uh-huh (who-ee)
Escape

[Mariah] (Clue)
Ooh your love's so good
I don't wanna let go
And although I should
I can't leave you alone (ha, ha)
Cause you're so disarming
I'm caught up in the midst
Of you, and I can not resist, (sing the song) oh

2 - [Mariah]
      Boy if I do
      The things you want me to
      The way I used to do
      Would you love me baby?
      Holding me, feeling me, would you go and break my heart?

3 - [Mariah]
      Heartbreaker you've got the best of me
      But I just keep coming back incessantly
      Oh why did you have to run your game on me?
      I should of known right from the start
      You'd go and break my heart

[Mariah] (Jay Z)
Give me your love
Give me your love (She said)
Give me your love (She wants)
Give me your love
Give me your love (She said)
Give me your love (Uh-huh)
Give me your love (Yeah)
Give me your love



[Mariah] (Clue)
(Get him back)
It's a shame to be
So euphoric and weak
When you smile at me
And you tell me the things
That you know just maybe could relinquish my love to you
But I can not resist (ha, ha) oh no

Repeat 2

Repeat 3

[Jay-Z]
I'm all on the record
Okay, Clue all right
She wanna shop with Jay
She wanna play box with Jay
She wanna pillow fight in the middle of the night
She wanna drive my Benz with five of her friends
She wanna creep past the block, spying again
She wanna roll with Jay, chase skeeos away
She wanna fight with lame chicks, blow my date
She wanna inspect the rest, kick me to the curb
If she find one strand of hair longer than hers
She want love in the jacuzzi, rub up in the movies
Access to the old crib, keys to the newbie
She wanna answer the phone, tattoo her arm
That's when I gotta send her back to her moms
She calls me heartbreaker, when we apart it makes her
Want a piece of paper, scribble down "I Hate Ya"
But she knows she loves Jay because
Cause she loves everything Jay say, Jay does and ugh

Repeat 3

Repeat 1 till end in background

Repeat 3

Repeat 3 & 2

[Clue]
MC, break it down
Ha, ha
X-streak, it's a rap
TLC-I'm Good At Being Bad
[Chilli]
Sunny days
Birds singin' sweet soundin' songs of love
(That's so pretty girl)
As we walk hand in hand
Just kickin' up sand
As the ocean laps at our feet
I'm in your arms
And all of your charms are for me
(It's not for me)
Ha ha ha, jam, check it

1 -     I need a crump, tight nigga, make seven figures
        Laced with the platinum not the silver shit, nigga
        Exhale cigar, ten inch or bigger
        A "know how to lick it and stick it", whut whut

[T-Boz]
Now don't get me wrong cause I'm not a hoe
But I know what I got you can't handle though
(Cuz what?)
Cause only real niggas (What?)
You don't know
So what you gon' do?
What you gonna do? (wha wha wha)

2 -     Nigga, you must be crazy
        What you gonna do with a bitch like me
        I'm so good at being bad
        I'm the bitch you never had
        I epitomize the word sexy

        Nigga, you must be crazy
        What you gonna do with a bitch like me
        You're not so tight
        Make you cum all night
        And you can't handle me, baby

[T-Boz]
I love to love ya baby
I love to love ya baby
I yeah, love to love ya baby
Ooooh, love to love ya baby

[T-Boz]
Sorry I turned you out (You out)
I guess I didn't know
That a man could be so soft
Well I guess I have to give you back
The flowers, the candy (What?)
The diamonds (Oh no, not the diamonds)
Oh, hell no, wait a minute...
I'mma keep that (Better keep that girl)
Hope you don't mind
I'm not the mushy kind
(The mushy kind)
(Never been, never will)
Check it

Repeat 1

[T-Boz]
Now don't get me wrong cause I'm not a hoe
But I know what I got you can't handle though
Cause only real niggas (What?)
You don't know, so what you gon' do?
What you gonna do? (wha wha wha)

Repeat 2

[T-Boz]
I love to love ya baby
I love to love ya baby
I yeah, love to love ya baby
Ooooh, love to love ya baby

[T-Boz]
When I'm all alone, I touch myself
And I always dreamed about someone else
Who was so much more than
La, la, la, la, la
A good man is so hard to find

Well actually, a hard man is so good to find
Yo, yeah baby!

[Left Eye]
Uh, I understand you want a tour of what's inside
Bring my safety guide before I take you on this drive
Straight into the center, you enter my dimension
The question is protection, selected in my section
I'm on a quest 
I will not rest 'till I bring you breakfast naked
I'll take you with the batteries and bake it
Cause I gotta get mine and you gotta get yours
But never end it by send it in and shut the door
You must be crazy to think that you can hang with me
I try to escape the imprisonment of the defiance in me
The epitome of your every dream it seems to 'fein
For intangible fantasy, you know what I mean

Repeat 2

Repeat 2

[Boz]
I love to love ya baby
I love to love ya baby
I yeah, love to love ya baby
Ooooh, love to love ya baby

[T-Boz]
Hah hah hah hah hah hah
That's right
Watch out there now
You can't handle...
Huh huh
So what'cha gon' do?
What you gonna do with a bitch
A bitch like me nigga, huh
A bitch like me nigga, what?
A bitch like me
A bitch like moi?

Profyle-I Ain't The One
**Thanx 2 TyresNgza@aol.com for these lyrics**
Profyle ...
  Kedar Entertainment ...
  JonJon ...
  Yeah (ugh), yeah (ugh), yeah (ugh)
  I aint the one
  Checky ugh ugh, I said I aint the one
  Baby, so don't play dumb
  When you know you want some
  Ugh, what, what ...

  [1st Verse]
  Girl you should know
  Play around with fire 
  And you might get burned
  You must be obsurd
  To think that I'm a ho
  Playing me for easy-sleazy
  Baby you should know
  That aint the way I roll
  No ....

  [Chorus]
  Don't play dumb
  When you know you want some
  But you aint gon' get it
  Baby, you know I aint the one (I aint the one)
  He was your man
  But he's my bestfriend
  So I aint gon' hit it
  Baby you know I aint the one (I aint the one)

  [2nd Verse]
  I just can't understand
  Why you wanna go 
  Behind the back of my bestfriend
  Messin' around with me
  You must be insane
  Don't you realize the game
  Recognize his game
  So face reality 
  So don't hate on me ....

  [Chorus 2 x's]

  [Breakdown]
  You aint gon' get no, get no
  You can't get no, get no no no
  I can't give you no, give ya no, give ya no
  Uh huh, uh huh

  [Bridge]
  I aint crazy
  See this is all too close
  Don't try to play me
  Baby I aint the one
  Don't play dumb
  When you know you want some
  He's my bestfriend
  He was your man
  Baby I aint the one (youuuuuuu)

  [Ad Lib Breakdown]

  (Youuuuu know I don't play)

  [Chorus 2 x's]

  Yeahhhhhh oh oh no ....

Profyle-I Won't Cry
**thanx 2 TyresNgza@aol.com for these lyrics!**
Oh I can't say ....
  Mmmm .....

  [1st Verse]
  You came and got your things today
  I packed your car I watched you drive away
  I cried so many tears that day
  Burn my face, it felt like acid rain

  I know I can't keep lying to myself
  I said I'd be content with someone else
  I know I never had to face the pain
  Baby, baby

  [Ch
  I won't cry no more
  I won't drown in my tears
  I won't die no more
  I've got over my fears

  And I'm moving on
  Girl I know what to do
  Cause I'm better off with out you
  And we both no that it's true

  It's gonna take a little time
  To stick in my mind, the fact your gone for good
  Cause when you said your leaving me
  I heard it before, I never really thought you were

  May be I should be glad that your gone away
  I know the pain will not be here to stay
  If I could only fool myself
  May be ... baby

  [Chorus]

  Said I won't cry and I'm moving on

  Well, well ....
  I know this hurt enough to fall in and out of love
  But when something is gone
  To keep holdin' on
  Will only break your heart

  So why ...
  Who played the fool of having you to stay
  I wanna keep it inside
  Till your outa site
  May be that way .... yeah

  [Chorus 2 x's]

  I'm better off with out you
  And we both know that it's true
  Me and you ...
  We both know that too