Girls Best Friend Lyrics

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Girls Best Friend Lyrics

Artist Jay-Z

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 am 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

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