Best Of Me (remix) Lyrics - Jay-z

(Jay-z:) 

I'm focused man, 

Tell Stout to holla at me man 

Young Hove ya heard (new Mya!) 

Yes, yollin Jigga man be ballin' 

Biv chicks pigeons Hove 

Some of them be grawlin' 

Get the best of you 

Whenever I put my all in 

Have mamis callin' for the law, darling 

Jigga and Paulin ass drop 

Coops with half the tops 

Suppose half my not 

Nigga mad when I brag 'bout the cash I got 

But I'm used to not having alot 

I'm from the gutta and (ah) 

I ain't the type that ever chase your box 

I'm a type to interior decorate the watch 

I'm a type to sling heavy weight on the block 

And every state like Pac words Jiggers to hurt (holla) 

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(Mya:) 

Ya lips are telling me yes 

While you're kissing on my neck 

Making me feel so... 

Should I stay, should I go 

I don't know 

Your hot boy style, drives me wild 

But in the back of my mind I know 

Even thought I 

I wont see 

How you put that thing on me 

I can't let you best of me 

(x2) 

(Best of me, best of me) 

Photos 

Conversation ain't what? 

Big thighs got you stuck 

Feelings starting to show 

Should I stay, should I go 

I don't know 

You're driving me crazy 

I wanna be your lady 

But I got a man at home 

Even thought I 

I wont see 

How you put that thing on me 

I can't let you best of me 

(x2) 

(Let you get the best of me, the best of me, the best of me) 

(Jay-z:) 

5-4-3-2-1 

Carolina blue kits 

Hottes nigga on the block 

Used to willie bicycle since I was six 

High school cross-over wave to wave pics 

Music is the same shit 

Gave away hits 

So 'ma get it together 

Forget it forever when I 

Go at you hard, I can 

Get it through leather, you 

Act like Jigga, can't 

Get at whoever 

Talking you got a man 

Okay 'ma (and...) 

That's high school, making me chase you for months 

Having affair, actin like an adult for once 

Pluss my hand is up your skirt 

God damn you flirt 

What's a little me on top gon' hurt 

Maybe a little but... 

Pain is pleasure and pressure bust pipes 

And you look like the "I like it rough" type 

We can crush the night tell me what you like 

I got a yellow bottle on a bucket of ice (shit right?, Young Hova) 

(Mya:) 

Even thought I 

I wont see 

How you put that thing on me 

I can't let you best of me 

(x2)