PUFF DADDY - Been Around The World lyrics

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Intro: mase<br><br>Yo yo, this mase, youknowhati'msayin? <br>You got niggaz that don't like me for whatever reason<br>You got niggaz that don't wanna see me rich<br>You got niggaz that's mad, cause I'm always with they bitch<br>Then you got niggaz that just don't like me<br>You know, the, those p.h.d. niggaz<br>But you know I pop a lot of shit but I back it up though<br>See it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit<br>But a lot of niggaz don't make hits<br>But it's like this whole bad boy shit<br>We come to bring it to y'all niggaz, me, b.i., puff, lox, whoever<br>Black rob<br>If you wanna dance, we dance<br><br>Verse one: mase<br><br>Now trick what? lace who? that ain't what mase do<br>Got a lot of girls that'd love to replace you<br>Tell you to your face boo, not behind your back<br>Niggaz talk shit, we never mind that<br>Funny, never find that, puff a dime stack<br>Write hot shit, and make a nigga say, 'rewind that'<br>Niggaz know, we go against the harlem jigalo<br>Getcha hoe, lick her low, make the bitch, hit the do'<br>I represent honies with money fly guys with gems<br>Drive with the tints that be thirty-five percent<br>Hoes hope I lay so I look both ways<br>Cop says, 'ok, my tint smoke gray'<br>No way, nigga leave without handin me my shit<br>Got plans to get my land and my 6<br>Niggaz outta pen'll understand this shit<br>Pop champagne like I won a championship (uhh, uhh)<br><br>Chorus: sung by notorious b.i.g.<br>Spoken words by puff<br><br>Been around the world and I i i<br>And we been playa hated [say what? ]<br>I don't know and I don't know why<br>Why they want us faded [ahehe]<br>I don't know why they hate us [yeah]<br>Is it our ladies? [uh-huh]<br>Or our drop mercedes [uhh, uhh]<br>Bay-bee bay-bee!<br><br>Verse two: puff daddy<br><br>I was in one bedroom, dreamin of a million (yeah)<br>Now I'm in beach houses, cream to the ceiling (that's right)<br>I was a gentleman, livin in tenements<br>Now I'm swimmin in, all the women that be tens (hoo)<br>Went from bad boys to the crushed linen men<br>Now my divi-dends be the new benjamins (uh-huh)<br>Hoes of all complexions, I like cinnamon<br>Mase you got some hoes well nigga, send em in (c'mon)<br>What you waitin for, let the freak show begin<br>How they came in a truck? (mase: nah puff, that's a benz)<br>Mercedes, c'mere baby, you don't like the way<br>It's hot and hazy, never shady, you must be crazy<br>It's ridiculous, how you put your lips on this<br>Don't kiss right there girlfriend I'm ticklish (heheh)<br>And I be switchin fees with a wrist full of g's<br>Nigga please, I'm the macaroni with the cheese<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse three: puff daddy, mase<br><br>Now puff rule the world, even though I'm young<br>I make it my biz to see that all ladies come (yeah)<br>Get em all strung from the tip of my tongue<br>Lick em places niggaz wouldn't dare put they faces (c'mon)<br><br>Before I die, hope i, remake a flow by<br>In the brand new treasure on a old try<br>Now when my third dry, even when the smoke lie<br>Eat the mami's chocha and drive her loca<br>We never ride far, packed five in a car<br>Save money for the drinks, I'm about to buy the bar (yeah)<br>And everywhere I drive I'm a star, little kids<br>All on the corner scream, 'that's my car!'<br><br>It was days couldn't be fly, now I'm in a t.i.<br>Come in clubs with b.i., now a nigga v.i. (uh-huh)<br>Rock tons of gold, nuff money I fold<br>Roll the way you wanna roll, break a hundred out the toe<br><br>Chorus w/ slight modifications<br>Line 1, puff: c'mon, yeah yeah, uh-huh<br>Line 2, puff: we been playa hated!<br>Line 3, puff: why? <br>Line 4, puff: why they want us hated!<br>Line 5, puff: why they hate us? <br>Line 6, puff: is it our ladies? <br>Line 7, puff: say what? <br>Line 8, puff: yeah, bay-bee bay-bee!<br><br>Chorus w/ puff talking while b.i.g. sings<br>You know, sometimes I gotta ask myself<br>Why's there so much jealousy in the world? <br>Don't look at mine, get yours<br>(music fades)<br><br>Radio show from b.i.g.'s album continued:<br><br>Ok after these messages we'll be back with<br>The mad rapper and his brother the mad producer, after this<br>*applause*<br>Ok just sit back, relax, and enjoy yourself<br>We'll get you through this<br>Take a sip of water, deep breath, that'll do it<br><br>And welcome back as you can see (you got the check though? )<br>I'm trevor jones and I'm sitting in<br>I've been conversing with the mad rapper (did you get the check though? )<br>And he's still pretty mad<br>But, this time he brought someone else with him<br>And quite frankly (yeah yeah) he's even madder (you God damn right!)<br>Mr. producer (yo, youknowhati'msayin) why are you so mad? <br><br>Yo, iiiiiii, i'ma i'ma keep it real simple for you<br>Yeah t-t-t-t-t-tell them niggaz why you mad son!<br>Tell them niggaz why you mad son!<br>(ok, gentlemen please, one at a time)<br>Tell em why you mad son, word up, tell em why you mad son!<br>Youknowhati'msayin? iiiiiii, iiiiiii be I be I been<br>I been, I been here for the culture, youknowhati'msayin? <br>I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't<br>I don't be recognizin all that new jack shit<br>Yo we don't play, we don't play that shit youknowhati'msayin? <br>(please mr. producer, explain yourself, mr. rapper, please calm down)<br>That nigga be on some bullshit, youknowhati'msayin? <br>We ain't, we don't do that shit, word, yeah<br>He ain't no real producer neither<br>And then come to find out youknowhati'msayin<br>My brother hipped me to it, the nigga tryin to rap now!<br>Oh yeah, that's the shit that got me mad!<br>(please, mr. rapper, once again)<br>That's the shit that got me mad!<br>That's the shit, youknowhati'msayin? <br>(it's a family oriented show)<br>Youknowhati'msayin? that's the shit that feds me up<br>(gentlemen, please)<br>Word up, youknowhati'msayin? <br>(disregard the foul language)<br>I'm watchin this nigga video youknowhati'msayin? <br>They got mermaids swimmin in they living rooms and shit<br>Like that youknowhati'msayin? <br>This nigga dancin in the rain with kids climbin up mountains and shit<br>Youknowhati'msayin? <br>I'm I'm I'm watchin this nigga video<br>(I'm gonna have to ask you to refrain from the language)<br>The car goin two hundred miles an hour<br>Where the fuck is he goin? !<br>(please mr. rapper, please refrain from the foul language)<br>The nigga climbin out the fuckin car!<br>(one more time)<br>Let me see you try that shit on a train!<br>Youknowhati'msayin? try that shit on a fuckin train<br>What kind of shit, youknowhati'msayin? <br>Got a thousand niggaz write for him, let me write for you<br>Son my shit is jumpin, I got john blaze shit...