ft. LaToiya Williams
Swear to God I just touched down
[Chorus: Jay-Z + (LaToiya)]
All around the world.. (same song)
Killa Cali nigga (same song)
A-T-L (same song)
Real-adelphia.. dude it`s all around the world
[Jay-Z]
London, England, South of France
And all points between they know about your man
Konichiwa 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-fours up and down Crenshaw
Spot me the hotel, the Cap`, or Capri
Bathrobe, slippers in the lobby like weed
Your man`ll stand manta ray, handlin a steak
And handlin the modern stand about five-eight
Five-nine 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 4 Seasons, off the heezy
When it`s back home nigga back to the zone
Nigga back to the books to the rhymes that took me
[Chorus: Jay-Z + (LaToiya)]
All around the world.. (same song)
Brooklyn bombers (same song)
Detroit players (same song)
Chi-Town.. all around the world
[Jay-Z]
Said it`s all love, Sure Club, M-I-A
Party at bungalow eight, when I stay
Pool look like a hundred Beyonce`s
A couple fiances, I`m the new DeVante
"Come and Talk to Me" mami in the Ea-sy
Garant, 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, sell the pie to keep the engine
runnin then I wake up in Martha`s Vineyard
Same boss this year, I think I`m gon` spend Christmas
reminisce about the time my mom couldn`t spend Christmas
Now I`m gon` send her on her own little wish list
Anywhere in the world, anywhere for my girl
Forever my lady, blind crippled and crazy
A ticket and you pay to see D - sweet Sade
[LaToiya]
Sade, Sade, don`t you know I love you sweet Sade, Sade
All around the world
[Jay-Z]
Said it ain`t where you from yo it`s where you at
Real niggaz out in Brooklyn, some niggaz don`t clap
It`s real killers out in Cali, some niggaz just act
Hollywood like they out the hood, it`s all to the good
Real players in the D-Twa, some of them throwed
Slackin on they mackin, rest haven for hoes
Real pranksters in the Chi, most of them real folks
Disciplined Gangsters, come on Charlie I know
Shit it ain`t about your city or borough
It`s bout if you really as thorough
And if you are, holla at your boy
I put my hand on my heart, that means I feel you
Real recognize real and you lookin familiar
I`ma Bed-Stuy nigga but I do it to death
I promise I`m as St. Thomas homey eatin at Chef`s
One-twelve, A-T-L, the sun up yet?
Then we party like the sun don`t set
[LaToiya]
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)
Same song (same song)
All around the world..
[harmonizing to the end]
