Been Around the World

Intro: Mase<br><br>Yo yo, this Mase, youknowhatI`msayin?<br>You got niggaz that don`t like me for whatever reason<br>You got niggaz that don`t wanna see me rich<br>You got niggaz that`s mad, cause I`m always with they bitch<br>Then you got niggaz that just don`t like me<br>You know, the, those P.H.D. niggaz<br>But you know I pop a lot of shit but I back it up though<br>see it`s a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit<br>But a lot of niggaz don`t make hits<br>But it`s like this whole Bad Boy shit<br>we come to bring it to y`all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever<br>Black Rob<br>If you wanna dance, we dance<br><br>Verse One: Mase<br><br>Now trick what? Lace who? That ain`t what Mase do<br>Got a lot of girls that`d love to replace you<br>Tell you to your face Boo, not behind your back<br>Niggaz talk shit, we never mind that<br>Funny, never find that, Puff a dime stack<br>Write hot shit, and make a nigga say, `Rewind that`<br>Niggaz know, we go against the Harlem Jigalo<br>Getcha hoe, lick her low, make the bitch, hit the do`<br>I represent honies with money fly guys with gems<br>Drive with the tints that be thirty-five percent<br>Hoes hope I lay so I look both ways<br>Cop says, `OK, my tint smoke gray`<br>No way, nigga leave without handin me my shit<br>Got plans to get my Land and my 6<br>Niggaz outta pen`ll understand this shit<br>Pop champagne like I won a championship (uhh, uhh)<br><br>Chorus: sung by Notorious B.I.G.<br> spoken words by Puff<br><br>Been around the world and I I I<br>And we been playa hated [say what?]<br>I don`t know and I don`t know why<br>Why they want us faded [ahehe]<br>I don`t know why they hate us [yeah]<br>Is it our ladies? [uh-huh]<br>Or our drop Mercedes [uhh, uhh]<br>Bay-bee bay-BEE!<br><br>Verse Two: Puff Daddy<br><br>I was in one bedroom, dreamin of a million (yeah)<br>Now I`m in beach houses, cream to the ceiling (that`s right)<br>I was a gentleman, livin in tenements<br>Now I`m swimmin in, all the women that be tens (hoo)<br>Went from Bad Boys to the Crushed Linen Men<br>Now my divi-dends be the new Benjamins (uh-huh)<br>Hoes of all complexions, I like cinnamon<br>Mase you got some hoes well nigga, send em in (c`mon)<br>What you waitin for, let the freak show begin<br>How they came in a truck? (Mase: Nah Puff, that`s a Benz)<br>Mercedes, c`mere baby, you don`t like the way<br>it`s hot and hazy, never shady, you must be crazy<br>It`s ridiculous, how you put your lips on this<br>Don`t kiss right there girlfriend I`m ticklish (heheh)<br>And I be switchin fees with a wrist full of G`s<br>Nigga please, I`m the macaroni with the cheese<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse Three: Puff Daddy, Mase<br><br>Now Puff rule the world, even though I`m young<br>I make it my biz to see that all ladies come (yeah)<br>Get em all strung from the tip of my tongue<br>Lick em places niggaz wouldn`t dare put they faces (c`mon)<br><br>Before I die, hope I, remake a flow by<br>In the brand new treasure on a old try<br>Now when my third dry, even when the smoke lie<br>Eat the mami chochi and drive a low-ride<br>We never ride far, packed five in a car<br>Save money for the drinks, I`m about to buy the bar (yeah)<br>And everywhere I drive I`m a star, little kids<br>all on the corner scream, `That`s my car!`<br><br>It was days couldn`t be fly, now I`m in a T.I.<br>Come in clubs with B.I., now a nigga V.I. (uh-huh)<br>Rock tons of gold, nuff money I fold<br>Roll the way you wanna roll, break a hundred out the toe<br><br>Chorus w/ slight modifications<br> line 1, Puff: C`mon, yeah yeah, uh-huh<br> line 2, Puff: We been playa hated!<br> line 3, Puff: Why?<br> line 4, Puff: Why they want us hated!<br> line 5, Puff: Why they hate us?<br> line 6, Puff: Is it our ladies?<br> line 7, Puff: Say what?<br> line 8, Puff: Yeah, bay-bee bay-BEE!<br><br>Chorus w/ Puff talking while B.I.G. sings<br> You know, sometimes I gotta ask myself<br> Why`s there so much jealousy in the world?<br> Don`t look at mine, get yours<br>(music fades)<br><br>Radio Show from B.I.G.`s album continued:<br><br>OK after these messages we`ll be back with<br>the Mad Rapper and his brother the Mad Producer, after this<br>*applause*<br>OK just sit back, relax, and enjoy yourself<br>We`ll get you through this<br>Take a sip of water, deep breath, that`ll do it<br><br>And welcome back as you can see (You got the check though?)<br>I`m Trevor Jones and I`m sitting in<br>I`ve been conversing with the Mad Rapper (Did you get the check though?)<br>and he`s still pretty mad<br>But, this time he brought someone else with him<br>and quite frankly (yeah yeah) he`s even madder (You god damn right!)<br>Mr. Producer (yo, youknowhatI`msayin) why are you so mad?<br><br>Yo, Iiiiiii, I`ma I`ma keep it real simple for you<br> Yeah t-t-t-t-t-tell them niggaz why you mad son!<br> Tell them niggaz why you mad son!<br>(OK, gentlemen please, one at a time)<br> Tell em why you mad son, word up, tell em why you mad son!<br>YouknowhatI`msayin? Iiiiiii, Iiiiiii be I be I been<br>I been, I been here for the culture, youknowhatI`msayin?<br>I don`t, I don`t, I don`t, I don`t<br>I don`t be recognizin all that new jack shit<br> Yo we don`t play, we don`t play that shit youknowhatI`msayin?<br>(Please Mr. Producer, explain yourself, Mr. Rapper, please calm down)<br>That nigga be on some bullshit, youknowhatI`msayin?<br> We ain`t, we don`t do that shit, word, yeah<br>He ain`t no real producer neither<br>And then come to find out youknowhatI`msayin<br>My brother hipped me to it, the nigga tryin to rap now!<br> Oh yeah, that`s the shit that got me mad!<br>(Please, Mr. Rapper, once again)<br> That`s the shit that got me mad!<br> That`s the shit, youknowhatI`msayin?<br>(It`s a family oriented show)<br> YouknowhatI`msayin? That`s the shit that feds me up<br>(Gentlemen, please)<br> Word up, youknowhatI`msayin?<br>(Disregard the foul language)<br> I`m watchin this nigga video youknowhatI`msayin?<br> They got mermaids swimmin in they living rooms and shit<br> like that youknowhatI`msayin?<br> This nigga dancin in the rain with kids climbin up mountains and shit<br> YouknowhatI`msayin?<br> I`m I`m I`m watchin this nigga video<br>(I`m gonna have to ask you to refrain from the language)<br> the car goin two hundred miles an hour<br> WHERE THE FUCK IS HE GOIN?!<br>(Please Mr. Rapper, please refrain from the foul language)<br> The nigga climbin out the fuckin car!<br>(One more time)<br> Let me see you try that shit on a train!<br> YouknowhatI`msayin? Try that shit on a fuckin train<br> What kind of shit, youknowhatI`msayin?<br> Got a thousand niggaz write for him, let ME write for you<br> Son my shit is jumpin, I got John Blaze shit...