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All Around the World
JAY‐Z LaToiya Williams
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Swear to God, I just touched down
All around the world (Ohh)
Same song (Ohh)
Killa Cali, nigga, same song (Ohh)
ATL, same song (Ohh)
Realadelphia, dude, it's all around the world
London, England, south of France
And all points between, they know about your man
Konnichiwa ladies when I'm out in Japan
I'm a Tokyo Giant like Ichiro, I am
Piss poor nigga from the hood, but I blew
Now I bounce six-four's up and down Crenshaw
Spot me the hotel to cop or Capri
Bathrobe slippers in the lobby like, "Oui"
Your man'll stay in Manta Ray, handlin' estate
I handle in the model, stand about 5'8"
5'9", Fine wine, fine dine
Either that or I'm mixin' in Switzerland, tryin' to buy time
Ballin' out in Bali when it's gorgeous out in Cali
Brunchin' at the Four Seasons, off the heezin'
Then it's back home, nigga, back to the zone, nigga
Back to the books, to the rhymes that took me
All around the world
Same song, same song
Brooklyn ballers, same song
Detroit players, same song
Chi-Town, all around the world
Said it's all love, Shore Club, MIA
Party at Bungalow 8 when I stay
Pool look like a hundred Beyoncés
A couple fiancés, I'm the new Diamante
Come and talk to me, mami, in the isse
LeBron, I hope she ain't too young
Only twenty-one and older, let another nigga mold her
I'm just tryin' to show her how a baller and a roller
Sleep one place, tell her powder keep the engine
Runnin', then I wake up in Martha's Vineyard
St. Barts this year I think I'm gon' spend Christmas
Reminiscin' 'bout the time my mama couldn't spend Christmas
Now I'm gon' send her on her own lil' wish list
Anywhere in the world, anywhere for my girl
Forever my lady, blind, crippled, and crazy
A ticket and your favorite CD, sweet Sadie
Sadie, Sadie
Don't you know I love you? (I love you)
Sweet Sadie, Sadie (Sadie)
All around the world
Said it ain't where you from, yo, it's where you at
Real niggas out in Brooklyn, some niggas don't clap
It's real killers out in Cali, some niggas just act
Hollywood like they out the hood, it's all to the good
Real players in the D-Twah, some of them gold
Slackin' on they mack and rest hatin' for hoes
Real princes in the Chi, most of them real folks
Disciplined gangstas, come on, Charlie, I know
Shit, it ain't about your city or borough
It's 'bout if you really is thorough
And if you are, holla at your boy
I put my hand on my heart, that means I feel ya
Real recognize real and you lookin' familiar
I'm a Bed-Stuy nigga, but I do it to death
I promise I'm in St. Thomas, homie, eatin' at Chefs
112, ATL, the sun up yet?
Then we party like the sun don't set
We gon' take you all around the world
It's the same song, same song
Everywhere, same song, it's the same song, same song
We gon' take you all around the world
Same song, same song, same song, same song
All around the world
Ohh
Ohh
Ooh
All around the world
Same, same, same song, song, song, song