Been Around The World (Featuring The Notorious B.I.G. & Mase) (Album Version)

Been Around The World (Featuring The Notorious B.I.G. & Mase) (Album Version)

The Notorious B.I.G.

Yo yo this Mase youknowhatI'msayin?
You got niggaz that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggaz that don't want to see me rich
You got niggaz that's mad cause I'm always with they bitch

Then you got niggaz that just don't like me
You know the those P.H.D. niggaz
But you know I pop a lot of shit but I back it up though
see it's a difference a lot of niggaz pop shit

But a lot of niggaz don't make hits
But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit
we come to bring it to why'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever
Black Rob

If you want to dance, we dance
Verse One: Mase
Now trick what? Lace who? That ain't what Mase do
Got a lot of girls that'd love to replace you

Tell you to your face Boo, not behind your back
Niggaz talk shit, we never mind that
Funny, never find that, Puff a dime stack
Write hot shit, and make a nigga say, 'Rewind that'

Niggaz know, we go against the Harlem Jigalo
Getcha hoe, lick her low, make the bitch, hit the do'
I represent honies with money fly guys with gems
Drive with the tints that be thirty-five percent

Hoes hope I lay so I look both ways
Cop says, 'OK, my tint smoke gray'
No way, nigga leave without handin me my shit
Got plans to get my Land and my 6

Niggaz outta pen'll understand this shit
Pop champagne like I won a championship (uhh, uhh)

[Chorus]
Been around the world and I I I
And we been playa hated [say what?]
I don't know and I don't know why
Why they want us hated [ahehe]
I don't know why they hate us [yeah]
Is it our ladies? [uh-huh]
Or I drive Mercedes [uhh, uhh]
Bay-bee bay-BEE!

I was in one bedroom, dreamin of a million (yeah)
Now I'm in beach houses, cream to the ceiling (that's right)
I was a gentleman, livin in tenements
Now I'm swimmin in, all the women that be tens (hoo)

Went from Bad Boys to the Crushed Linen Men
Now my divi-dends be the new Benjamins (uh-huh)
Hoes of all complexions, I like cinnamon
Mase you got some hoes well nigga, send em in (c'mon)

What you waitin for, let the freak show begin
How they came in a truck? (Mase: Nah Puff, that's a Benz)
Mercedes, see'mere baby, you don't like the way
it's hot and hazy, never shady, you must be crazy

It's ridiculous, how you put your lips on this
Don't kiss right there girlfriend I'm ticklish (heheh)
And I be switchin fees with a wrist full of G's
Nigga please, I'm the macaroni with the cheese

[Chorus]

Now Puff rule the world, even though I'm young
I make it my biz to see that all ladies come (yeah)
Get em all strung from the tip of my tongue
Lick em places niggaz wouldn't dare put they faces (c'mon)

Before I die, hope I, remake a flow by
In the brand new treasure on a old try
Never my throat dry, even when the smoke lie
Eat the mami chochi and drive a low-ride

We never ride far, packed five in a car
Save money for the drinks, I'm about to buy the bar (yeah)
And everywhere I drive I'm a star, little kids
all on the corner scream, 'That's my car!'

It was days couldn't be fly, now I'm in a T.I.
Come in clubs with B.I., now a nigga V.I. (uh-huh)
Rock tons of gold, nuff money I fold
Roll the way you want to roll, break a hundred out the toll

[Chorus w/ slight modifications]

[Chorus w/ Puff talking while B.I.G. sings]
You know, sometimes I gotta ask myself
Why's there so much jealousy in the world?
Don't look at mine, get yours

Written by Wallace, Christopher / Angelettie, Deric / Betha, Mason / Bowie, David / Combs, Sean / Devaney, Ian / Lawrence, Ronald Anthony / Morris, Andrew / Stansfield, Lisa
Published by EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., TINTORETTO MUSIC, Universal Music Publishing Group

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