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
  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 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 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 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]