paroles de chanson Been Around the World - P. Diddy
Intro:
mase
Yo
yo,
this
mase,
youknowhati'msayin?
You
got
niggaz
that
don't
like
me
for
whatever
reason
You
got
niggaz
that
don't
wanna
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
y'all
niggaz,
me,
b.i.,
puff,
lox,
whoever
Black
rob
If
you
wanna
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:
sung
by
notorious
b.i.g.
Spoken
words
by
puff
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
faded
[ahehe]
I
don't
know
why
they
hate
us
[yeah]
Is
it
our
ladies?
[uh-huh]
Or
our
drop
mercedes
[uhh,
uhh]
Bay-bee
bay-bee!
Verse
two:
puff
daddy
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,
c'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
Verse
three:
puff
daddy,
mase
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
Now
when
my
third
dry,
even
when
the
smoke
lie
Eat
the
mami's
chocha
and
drive
her
loca
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
wanna
roll,
break
a
hundred
out
the
toe
Chorus
w/
slight
modifications
Line
1,
puff:
c'mon,
yeah
yeah,
uh-huh
Line
2,
puff:
we
been
playa
hated!
Line
3,
puff:
why?
Line
4,
puff:
why
they
want
us
hated!
Line
5,
puff:
why
they
hate
us?
Line
6,
puff:
is
it
our
ladies?
Line
7,
puff:
say
what?
Line
8,
puff:
yeah,
bay-bee
bay-bee!
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
(Music
fades)
Radio
show
from
b.i.g.'s
album
continued:
Ok
after
these
messages
we'll
be
back
with
The
mad
rapper
and
his
brother
the
mad
producer,
after
this
*Applause*
Ok
just
sit
back,
relax,
and
enjoy
yourself
We'll
get
you
through
this
Take
a
sip
of
water,
deep
breath,
that'll
do
it
And
welcome
back
as
you
can
see
(you
got
the
check
though?)
I'm
trevor
jones
and
I'm
sitting
in
I've
been
conversing
with
the
mad
rapper
(did
you
get
the
check
though?)
And
he's
still
pretty
mad
But,
this
time
he
brought
someone
else
with
him
And
quite
frankly
(yeah
yeah)
he's
even
madder
(you
God
damn
right!)
Mr.
producer
(yo,
youknowhati'msayin)
why
are
you
so
mad?
Yo,
iiiiiii,
i'ma
i'ma
keep
it
real
simple
for
you
Yeah
t-t-t-t-t-tell
them
niggaz
why
you
mad
son!
Tell
them
niggaz
why
you
mad
son!
(Ok,
gentlemen
please,
one
at
a
time)
Tell
em
why
you
mad
son,
word
up,
tell
em
why
you
mad
son!
Youknowhati'msayin?
iiiiiii,
iiiiiii
be
I
be
I
been
I
been,
I
been
here
for
the
culture,
youknowhati'msayin?
I
don't,
I
don't,
I
don't,
I
don't
I
don't
be
recognizin
all
that
new
jack
shit
Yo
we
don't
play,
we
don't
play
that
shit
youknowhati'msayin?
(Please
mr.
producer,
explain
yourself,
mr.
rapper,
please
calm
down)
That
nigga
be
on
some
bullshit,
youknowhati'msayin?
We
ain't,
we
don't
do
that
shit,
word,
yeah
He
ain't
no
real
producer
neither
And
then
come
to
find
out
youknowhati'msayin
My
brother
hipped
me
to
it,
the
nigga
tryin
to
rap
now!
Oh
yeah,
that's
the
shit
that
got
me
mad!
(Please,
mr.
rapper,
once
again)
That's
the
shit
that
got
me
mad!
That's
the
shit,
youknowhati'msayin?
(It's
a
family
oriented
show)
Youknowhati'msayin?
that's
the
shit
that
feds
me
up
(Gentlemen,
please)
Word
up,
youknowhati'msayin?
(Disregard
the
foul
language)
I'm
watchin
this
nigga
video
youknowhati'msayin?
They
got
mermaids
swimmin
in
they
living
rooms
and
shit
Like
that
youknowhati'msayin?
This
nigga
dancin
in
the
rain
with
kids
climbin
up
mountains
and
shit
Youknowhati'msayin?
I'm
I'm
I'm
watchin
this
nigga
video
(I'm
gonna
have
to
ask
you
to
refrain
from
the
language)
The
car
goin
two
hundred
miles
an
hour
Where
the
fuck
is
he
goin?!
(Please
mr.
rapper,
please
refrain
from
the
foul
language)
The
nigga
climbin
out
the
fuckin
car!
(One
more
time)
Let
me
see
you
try
that
shit
on
a
train!
Youknowhati'msayin?
try
that
shit
on
a
fuckin
train
What
kind
of
shit,
youknowhati'msayin?
Got
a
thousand
niggaz
write
for
him,
let
me
write
for
you
Son
my
shit
is
jumpin,
I
got
john
blaze
shit...
Album
Ultimate Collection
1 Bad Boy for Life
2 Come With Me
3 Satisfy You
4 It's All About the Benjamins
5 Can't Nobody Hold Me Down
6 Been Around the World
7 Roxanne
8 Mo Money, Mo Problems
9 We'll Always Love Big Poppa
10 Honey
11 Senorita
12 I'll Be Missing You
13 The Saga Continues
14 What You Want
15 Diddy
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