Released: August 9, 1999

Songwriter: Harry Wayne Casey Richard Finch Swizz Beatz JAY-Z

Producer: Swizz Beatz

[Intro: Jay-Z]
Jigga Man, Swizz Beatz
History in the making, part three
Lights out ladies!

[Chorus: Mashonda (Jay-Z)]
C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy (where 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)
Make me scream your name
C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy (where 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
Make me scream your name

[Verse 1: 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 short sleeves and lounging 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: Mashonda (Jay-Z)]
C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy (where 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)
Make me scream your name
C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy (where 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
Make me scream your name

[Verse 2: 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 dollar, 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 déjà vu
If they ever met in the mall, it was over y'all
Just the way I do, and either way you win
I mean the thugs love ya when you're girl's best friend

[Chorus: Mashonda (Jay-Z)]
C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy (where 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
Make me scream your name (and all my ladies sing)
C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy (where 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
Make me scream your name

[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
In 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 gold diggers you never enough
Rings, things, just never enough
But me and you together gon' shine to the end
I mean the thugs love ya, but ya girl's best friend

[Chorus: Mashonda (Jay-Z)]
C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy
Don't want nobody but you my baby
Hold me tight and call me your lady
Make me scream your name
C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy (where 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
Make me scream your name
C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy
Don't want nobody but you my baby
Hold me tight and call me your lady
Make me scream your name

JAY-Z

Having sold over 100 million records worldwide, and holding the solo artist record of 14 Billboard 200 #1 albums, Shawn “JAY-Z” Carter is possibly the most talented, accomplished and respected rapper of all-time. He has released 13 studio albums and five collaborative albums over his 30-year career.

Three of his albums, Reasonable Doubt, The Blueprint, and The Black Album, are considered landmarks in the genre, with all of them featured in Rolling Stone’s list of the 500 greatest albums of all time. Hov has won 21 Grammy Awards from sixty-four nominations, making him the 10th most awarded artist of all-time.

Legendary for never writing down his lyrics, JAY-Z’s flow is considered one of the greatest to grace the genre, his wordplay and metaphorical ability is unmatched, and his live shows push the envelope of what it means to be a hip hop artist. His MTV Unplugged appearance introduced the idea of having a full band (The Roots) backing up a hip hop artist at major concerts, and during his 2004 documentary Fade to Black he doubled down, selling out Madison Square Garden (in mere minutes) while featuring an enormous live band performance.