Puff Daddy Been Around the World Lyrics

Intro: Ma$e

Yo yo, this mase, youknowhatimsayin?
You got n____z that dont like me for whatever reason
You got n____z that dont wanna see me rich
You got n____z thats mad, cause Im always with they b____
Then you got n____z that just dont like me
You know, the, those p.h.d. n____z
But you know I pop a lot of s___ but I back it up though
See its a difference, a lot of n____z pop s___
But a lot of n____z dont make hits
But its like this whole bad boy s___
We come to bring it to yall n____z, me, b.i., puff, lox, whoever
Black rob
If you wanna dance, we dance

Verse one: Ma$e

Now trick what? lace who? that aint what mase do
Got a lot of girls thatd love to replace you
Tell you to your face boo, not behind your back
n____z talk s___, we never mind that
Funny, never find that, puff a dime stack
Write hot s___, and make a n____ say, rewind that
n____z know, we go against the harlem jigalo
Getcha hoe, lick her low, make the b____, 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, n____ leave without handin me my s___
Got plans to get my land and my 6
n____z outta penll understand this s___
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 dont know and I dont know why
Why they want us faded [ahehe]
I dont 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 Im in beach houses, cream to the ceiling (thats right)
I was a gentleman, livin in tenements
Now Im 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 n____, send em in (cmon)
What you waitin for, let the freak show begin
How they came in a truck? (mase: nah puff, thats a benz)
Mercedes, cmere baby, you dont like the way
Its hot and hazy, never shady, you must be crazy
Its ridiculous, how you put your lips on this
Dont kiss right there girlfriend Im ticklish (heheh)
And I be switchin fees with a wrist full of gs
n____ please, Im the macaroni with the cheese

Chorus

Verse three: Puff daddy, Mase

Now puff rule the world, even though Im 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 n____z wouldnt dare put they faces (cmon)

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 mamis chocha and drive her loca
We never ride far, packed five in a car
Save money for the drinks, Im about to buy the bar (yeah)
And everywhere I drive Im a star, little kids
All on the corner scream, thats my car!

It was days couldnt be fly, now Im in a t.i.
Come in clubs with b.i., now a n____ 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: cmon, 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
Whys there so much jealousy in the world?
Dont look at mine, get yours
(music fades)

Radio show from B.I.G.S album continued:

Ok after these messages well be back with
The mad rapper and his brother the mad producer, after this
*applause*
Ok just sit back, relax, and enjoy yourself
Well get you through this
Take a sip of water, deep breath, thatll do it

And welcome back as you can see (you got the check though? )
Im trevor jones and Im sitting in
Ive been conversing with the mad rapper (did you get the check though? )
And hes still pretty mad
But, this time he brought someone else with him
And quite frankly (yeah yeah) hes even madder (you God d___ right!)
Mr. producer (yo, youknowhatimsayin) why are you so mad?

Yo, iiiiiii, ima ima keep it real simple for you
Yeah t-t-t-t-t-tell them n____z why you mad son!
Tell them n____z 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!
Youknowhatimsayin? iiiiiii, iiiiiii be I be I been
I been, I been here for the culture, youknowhatimsayin?
I dont, I dont, I dont, I dont
I dont be recognizin all that new jack s___
Yo we dont play, we dont play that s___ youknowhatimsayin?
(please mr. producer, explain yourself, mr. rapper, please calm down)
That n____ be on some bullshit, youknowhatimsayin?
We aint, we dont do that s___, word, yeah
He aint no real producer neither
And then come to find out youknowhatimsayin
My brother hipped me to it, the n____ tryin to rap now!
Oh yeah, thats the s___ that got me mad!
(please, mr. rapper, once again)
Thats the s___ that got me mad!
Thats the s___, youknowhatimsayin?
(its a family oriented show)
Youknowhatimsayin? thats the s___ that feds me up
(gentlemen, please)
Word up, youknowhatimsayin?
(disregard the foul language)
Im watchin this n____ video youknowhatimsayin?
They got mermaids swimmin in they living rooms and s___
Like that youknowhatimsayin?
This n____ dancin in the rain with kids climbin up mountains and s___
Youknowhatimsayin?
Im Im Im watchin this n____ video
(Im gonna have to ask you to refrain from the language)
The car goin two hundred miles an hour
Where the f___ is he goin? !
(please mr. rapper, please refrain from the foul language)
The n____ climbin out the f___in car!
(one more time)
Let me see you try that s___ on a train!
Youknowhatimsayin? try that s___ on a f___in train
What kind of s___, youknowhatimsayin?
Got a thousand n____z write for him, let me write for you
Son my s___ is jumpin, I got john blaze s___...

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