Jay-z She`s Coming Home With Me Lyrics

She`s Coming Home With Me Lyrics

Fellas, a few tips, when you're in the club

You must watch your girl, because she may end up with me

Track Masters

Turn the music up

Rock Land

Hova

Yes, yes



Now somebody's girl is in my mansion

Shakin' that ass to this

And somebody's girl is in my hot tub

Drinkin' that glass of Christ'

And somebody's girl is in my bedroom

And man she's a super freak

And somebody's girl is leavin' my crib

Now on to the next booty



I don't mean no harm

But your boy got the magic stick, the Don Juan

Bishop, chicks'll disappear in thin air

Like mist or some shit like this I swear

I take handcuffs off misses, I pick locks wicked

I catch your eye 'cause my tick-tock's frigid



My necklace glisten, all reckless chicks is eyeballin', yeah

And I caught 'em like perfect pitches

Call me Mike Piazza once I get 'em in, my fly casa

It's hot tubs, heated pools and no rules

Call your old dude and tell him he old news

Tell that fella you feel like Cinderella

With both shoes and it's almost two

Fuck a storybook endin', we bendin' the rules

This is somebody's girl part two, move



Now somebody's girl is in my mansion

Shakin' that ass to this

And somebody's girl is in my hot tub

Drinkin' that glass of Christ'

And somebody's girl is in my bedroom

And man she's a super freak

And somebody's girl is leavin' my crib

Now on to the next booty



Let me at it, somebody's girl is sittin' in my lap

Whisper two words and we both break out

My Maybach seats is just as big as a couch

Not the same girl now that the mic's at your mouth

Come on now let's get nasty, let's get naughty

Rollin' around like a fo'-wheel after party

We stop at a red light, there go your girls and 'em

Now we got the green light, driver follow them



You're rotatin' with a guy that spend money like the world spin 'round

First guy to ever put the singin' rap down

Say the name Kels and these chicks spellbound

Because these chicks know I put the "12Play" down

I gotta have it, I just can't stop limpin'

Maybe because I just can't stop pimpin'

No matter what I do, I can't stop leanin'

When the fresh Prada's on and the sun is shinin'



Girls it's your boyfriend

With that remix that keeps you clubbin'

Dis collabo' crack got you fiendin'

The industry kings and the rest is dreamin'



Now somebody's girl is in my mansion

Shakin' that ass to this

And somebody's girl is in my hot tub

Drinkin' that glass of Christ'

And somebody's girl is in my bedroom

And man she's a super freak

And somebody's girl is leavin' my crib

Now on to the next booty



The moral of the tale, if you love your tail

Treat her well, keep her 'way from Hov' and Kel'

Because we can't stop pimpin'

We put it on her 'til she can't stop limpin'

She'll be a goner, you can play tough guy on the corner

I smoothe her out in the sauna

Yeah, I blew it out in the Bahamas, yeah

Your lil' mama got a stellar arm

We got it on like a telethon

Mr. Roc-A-Fella, gone



Now somebody's girl is in my mansion

Shakin' that ass to this

And somebody's girl is in my hot tub

Drinkin' that glass of Christ'

And somebody's girl is in my bedroom

And man she's a super freak

And somebody's girl is leavin' my crib

Now on to the next booty