Been Around The World (remix) Lyrics - Carl Thomas

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