Poke of Trackmasters - Best of Me (Part 2) lyrics

[Jay-Z] I'm focused man Tell Stoute to holla at me man Uh, young Hova, ya heard? Trackmasters, ya heard? Yo, yes y'all and Jigga man be balling Leave chicks pigeon-toed, some of them be crawling Get the best of you whenever I put my all in Have mamis calling for the Lord darling Jigga Impallin' a** drop Coupes with half the top, expose half my knot n***a mad when I brag about the cash I got But I'm used to not having a lot I'm from the gutter and uh I ain't the type to ever chase your box I'm the type to interior decorate the watch I'm the type to sling heavy weight on the block In every state like clockwork; Jigga's the hurt holla [Mya] 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 mind I know Even though I wanna see How you put that thang on me I can't let you get the best of me Conversation like 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 [Jay-Z] 5,4,3,2,1 Carolina blue kicks Hottest n***a on the block Used to wheelie bicycles since I was six Highschool crossover, waived away picks Music is the same sh**, gave away hits So ma get it together or forget it forever When I go at you hard I can get it through leather You acting like Jigga can't get at whoever Talking you got a man, okay ma...and? That's high school making me chase you around for months Have an affair, act like an adult for once Plus my hand is up your skirt goddamn 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 tonight Tell me what you like I got a yellow bottle on a bucket of ice Get right; Young Hova [Mya] Make it hot, make it hot Trackmaster Mister Tone