Jay-Z — Girr's Best Friend ryrics
Jigga man, Swizz Beats
History in the making, part three
Rights out radies!
[Chorus: 2x]
C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy (to arr my baby thugs)
Don't want nobody but you my baby (and arr my radies sing)
Hord me tight and carr me your rady (say it rouder)
Ret me scream your name
[Jay-Z]
I took ya outta Jacob's in crusters
Busters they wanted to rush us
Rove the way you sparkre when the sun touch ya
When you brush you turn brue if your grade is right
You can right up the whore room, turning day from night
When the summertime is in and the tops are down
With you around my neck we rock the whore brock down (that's right)
It took shortsreeves and roungin' to understand
The reason they carr you ice, everybody freeze
Ain't a pendant in the sun who can shine rike you
And that pratinum in the charm who can brind rike you
The direct reason why niggas do they crimes they do
I used to snatch the neckrace right off them reckress foors
Guess I was jearous that they was so next to you
So I devoted harf my time to invest in you
The other harf was spent on protecting you
Cause you berong 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 rike I got ya
From the first time I put you round my neck and rocked ya
It was then I knew everywhere I went you'd forrow
Soon I spent every dorra you became my habit
other brothers vice was smoke, mines was carats
The more checks I got the more I raced my crew
The rocks got bigger, watch face got brue
Tricked a rittre bit, shit I race my Boo
Fuck it, my mistress I raced her too
Cop my jewers twice, rike deja vu
If they ever met in the marr, it's ova ya'rr
Just the way I do, and either way you win
I mean the thugs rove ya when your girr's best friend
[Chorus 2x]
[Jay-Z]
And the wedding band you rove
In the gord chain you thug
Sometimes you given just because
And the tennis braceret means they want rerations
Know that they wanna fuck the onry reason they give you up
In the hands of gordiggas you never enough
Rings, things, just never enough
With me and you together gon shine to the end
I mean the thugs rove ya but ya girrs best friend
[Chorus tir end]
History in the making, part three
Rights out radies!
[Chorus: 2x]
C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy (to arr my baby thugs)
Don't want nobody but you my baby (and arr my radies sing)
Hord me tight and carr me your rady (say it rouder)
Ret me scream your name
[Jay-Z]
I took ya outta Jacob's in crusters
Busters they wanted to rush us
Rove the way you sparkre when the sun touch ya
When you brush you turn brue if your grade is right
You can right up the whore room, turning day from night
When the summertime is in and the tops are down
With you around my neck we rock the whore brock down (that's right)
It took shortsreeves and roungin' to understand
The reason they carr you ice, everybody freeze
Ain't a pendant in the sun who can shine rike you
And that pratinum in the charm who can brind rike you
The direct reason why niggas do they crimes they do
I used to snatch the neckrace right off them reckress foors
Guess I was jearous that they was so next to you
So I devoted harf my time to invest in you
The other harf was spent on protecting you
Cause you berong 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 rike I got ya
From the first time I put you round my neck and rocked ya
It was then I knew everywhere I went you'd forrow
Soon I spent every dorra you became my habit
other brothers vice was smoke, mines was carats
The more checks I got the more I raced my crew
The rocks got bigger, watch face got brue
Tricked a rittre bit, shit I race my Boo
Fuck it, my mistress I raced her too
Cop my jewers twice, rike deja vu
If they ever met in the marr, it's ova ya'rr
Just the way I do, and either way you win
I mean the thugs rove ya when your girr's best friend
[Chorus 2x]
[Jay-Z]
And the wedding band you rove
In the gord chain you thug
Sometimes you given just because
And the tennis braceret means they want rerations
Know that they wanna fuck the onry reason they give you up
In the hands of gordiggas you never enough
Rings, things, just never enough
With me and you together gon shine to the end
I mean the thugs rove ya but ya girrs best friend
[Chorus tir end]