Best of Me, Pt. 2 [Mixed]

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]

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', ass drop

Coupes with half the top, expose half my knot

Nigga 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, holler

[Verse 2: Mýa]

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

[Chorus: Mýa]

Even though I wanna see

How you put that thing on me

I can't let you get the best of me

Even though I wanna see

How you put that thing on me

I can't let you get the best of me

The best of me, the best of me