Nas:
Let's show the world you my golden girl
When we shoppin'
They see us on the streets they say 'Son scooped a hot one'
You taste like banana cake
You shaped like the number eight
And you my number one candidate
I can't lose you, it's like I'm bettin' in Vegas, crucial
Sweatin' knowin' these players is wantin' you, boo
I get the chills when you in my sight
Feels like it's meant to be right
I feel a rush when I kiss you at night
Joe:
Shorty knows she my baby girl and
Player haters try hard to get her
But she'll be lounging in my cradle tonight
Typically, a thug wouldn't say this
But you see your love has got me faded
No girl ever made me feel like you do
Mariah:
I'ma be here night after night to
Feel your lovin' arms around me, baby
Baby, baby, baby
You make it all right
No one but you, baby, baby
Can make me feel
The way you make me, make me, make me feel
Nas / Mariah / Joe:
We make it last, make it last
We make it last, make it last (Make it last)
We make it last, make it last
We make it last, make it last (Don't let our love end)
We make it last, make it last (Don't you let it end)
We make it last, make it last (Make it last forever and ever)
We make it last, make it last (Thank God I found you)
We make it last, make it last
Joe / Mariah:
Your touch is wonderful, so wonderful
Your love is so marvelous
Joy, that's what I feel
When I'm with you
Nothing, no one (No one, boy)
Could compare to what we have (Oh, no, baby)
Love, it feels so good
I'm so glad you're mine
Nas / Mariah / Joe:
We make it last, make it last
We make it last, make it last (Make it last forever)
We make it last, make it last
We make it last, make it last (Don't let our love end)
We make it last, make it last
We make it last, make it last (Make it last forever and ever)
We make it last, make it last (Thank God I found you)
We make it last, make it last
Nas
What, a thug's dream wife, jeans tight, beautiful skin
Matchin' brown Timbs, hot as jalapeños
She knows how to hide the ninos
The black Rudolph Valentino
In beef I become the black Al Pacino
Relax sweetie, in Benz you could watch the TV
Or lay back and pump Mariah's hot CD
And I'm a touch you in the wrong places
Or we could walk through the park
Above in all faces, I'm lost in your love
Thank God I found you, you my crown jewel
I'm sayin', boo, the type I'd give my last name to
At Lovers Lane put the top up
when it start to rain in the parkin' lot
Then we finish doin' our thing
Fog the windows, gettin' very sentimental
Sippin' cosmos with the cherry in the middle
I keep it honest, word is real, that's my promise
Signin' off, truly yours, Nastradamus
Nas / Mariah / Joe:
We make it last, make it last (Don't you let it end)
We make it last, make it last (Make it last)
We make it last, make it last
We make it last, make it last (See I was so lost without your love)
We make it last, make it last (I was lost without you)
We make it last, make it last (My every wish and dream)
We make it last, make it last (Became reality)
We make it last, make it last
We make it last, make it last
We make it last, make it last (I'm overwhelmed with gratitude)
We make it last, make it last
We make it last, make it last
We make it last, make it last (My baby, I'm so thankful)
We make it last, make it last
Thank God I found you
I was so lost without you
My every wish and every dream
Somehow became reality
You brought the sunshine
Completed my whole life
Make it last forever baby
Thank God I found you…
Written by Mariah Carey, James Harris III, Terry Lewis, Teddy Riley, Keith Sweat.
Produced by Clue and Duro and Mariah Carey.
