Best of Me
Jay Z feat. Mya Lyrics
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Tell Stout to holla at me man
Uh, young Hova, you heard
Trackmasters you heard
Yo, yes y'all, Jigga man be ballin'
Leave chicks pigeon-toed, some of them be crawlin'
Get the best of you whenever I put my all in
Jigga in call and ass drop
Coupes with half the top, dispose half my knot
Niggas mad when I brag about the cash I got
But I'm used to not havin' a lot
I'm from the gutter and uh
I ain't the type to ever chase your boss
I'm the type to interior decorate the watch
I'm the type to sling heavy weight on the block
In every state and block, word, Jigga's the hurt holla
Your lips are telling me yes, while you're kissin' on my neck
Makin' 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
Even though I wanna see
How you put that thang on me
I can't let you get
The best of me
The best of me
The best of me
Conversation ain't what, big thighs got you stuck
Feelings startin' to show, should I stay, should I go, I don't know
You're drivin' me crazy, I wanna be your lady
But I got a man at home
Even though I wanna see
How you put that thang on me
I can't let you get
The best of me
Even though I wanna see
How you put that thang on me
I can't let you get
The best of me
The best of me
The best of me, oh oh
5-4-3-2-1
Carolina blue kicks, hottest nigga on the block
Used to Willie bicycle since I was 6, uh
High school crossover, wave to wave picks
Music ain't the same shit, 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 act like Jigga can't get at whoever
Talkin' you got a man, okay ma and
That's high school, makin' me chase you 'round 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)
Even though I wanna see
How you put that thang on me
I can't let you get
The best of me
Even though I wanna see
How you put that thang on me
I can't let you get
The best of me
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot
Trackmaster
Mister Tone
In Jay Zโs โBest Of Meโ featuring Mya, the rapper boasts about his success and wealth while observing women vying for his attention. He uses his wit and wordplay to describe his luxurious lifestyle, making references to his cars, cash and diamonds, proving that he is no amateur at flaunting his possessions. Jay Z paints himself as a high value man who attracts women effortlessly, and can have his pick. He also talks about the inner conflict within the women, who feel the need to stay loyal to their current partners despite being tempted by him. Jay Z is depicted as someone who enjoys playing with womenโs emotions and is always ready to have a good time.
The chorus is sung by Mya, who is essentially warning herself not to get too involved with Jay Z, despite being drawn to him. She is conflicted, wanting to explore the attraction and curiosity of what Jay Z is offering, yet feeling guilty because she has a man at home. The song has a very seductive energy, with Myaโs smooth vocals complementing Jay Zโs confident delivery. The relationship described in the track is an example of the tension caused by conflicting interests and desires.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm focused man
I'm completely concentrated
Tell Stout to holla at me man
Tell Stout to get in touch with me
Young Hova, you heard
I'm Jay-Z, you know who I am
Trackmasters you heard
The music producers Trackmasters are also involved
Jigga man be ballin'
I, Jay-Z, succeed and thrive
Leave chicks pigeon-toed, some of them be crawlin'
I affect women to the point where some can't stand properly and some crawl
Get the best of you whenever I put my all in
I give my all to everything I do and come out on top
Have mamis calling, for the Lord, darlin'
I have women calling for me, it's incredible
Jigga in call and ass drop
People are calling my name and women are bidding their rears farewell
Coupes with half the top, dispose half my knot
I drive cars with half the roof cut off, and spend half my earnings
Niggas mad when I brag about the cash I got
People resent me when I boast about my wealth
But I'm used to not having a lot
I grew up with very little, which made me accustomed to it
I'm from the gutter and uh
I come from poverty and destitution
I ain't the type to ever chase your boss
I'm not eager to be subservient to anybody else
I'm the type to interior decorate the watch
I'm the kind of person who decorates the face of the watch
I'm the type to sling heavy weight on the block
I'm the kind of person who sells drugs on the city streets
In every state and block, word, Jigga's the hurt holla
People in every state with diverse backgrounds recognize me and know my name
Your lips are telling me yes, while you're kissin' on my neck
Although you're kissing me and saying all the right things, I know better
Makin' me feel so, should I stay, should I go, I don't know
I'm feeling conflicted about whether to leave or stay with you
Your hot boy style drives me wild
Your look and behavior turn me on
But in the back of my mind I know
However, I'm fully aware of the situation and the risk involved
Even though I wanna see, how you put that thang on me
Although I want to experience your sexual ability
I can't let you get, the best of me
I can't allow myself to be taken advantage of
Conversation ain't what, big thighs got you stuck
Our communication is not the issue; your attractive physique captivates me
Feelings startin' to show, should I stay, should I go, I don't know
I'm starting to have real emotions involved in this situation
You're drivin' me crazy, I wanna be your lady
You're making me lose my mind, I want to be with you
But I got a man at home
However, I already have a significant other
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot
Make it happen, make everything work and succeed
Trackmaster
The Trackmasters, the music producers behind this song
Mister Tone
Mister Tone, possibly another producer or collaborator
Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Jean Claude Oliver, Larry Gates, Marcel Theo Hall, Marlon Lu'ree Williams, Mya Marie Harrison, Samuel J. Barnes, Shawn C. Carter, Teron O. Bryant Beal
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