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Carl Thomas - Been Around The World lyrics
(laughs)
 Yeah, uh uh
 Turn me up a little bit
 Yeah kids, Harlem on the rise
 Yeah, turn me up a little bit more
 Uh-huh, uh-huh
 We like it
 Uh-huh, uh-huh
 Yeah kids, Harlem on the rise
 This the remix '98
 And you don't want no problem with these guys
 Come on
Chorus: Puff Daddy, Mase
 I been around (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
 I been around the world (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
 I been around (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
 (We ain't gon' stop)
 I been around the world (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
 (We don't even know how to stop)
 I been around (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
 I been around the world
Verse One: Mase
 Yo, yo
 Now trick what? Lace who?
 That ain't what Mase do
 Got a lotta girls that'll love to replace you
 Tell it to your face boo, not behind your back
 Cats talk slick, we never mind that
 Funny never find that Puff a dimestack
 Write hot stuff that make people say 'Rewind that'
 People know, you go against the Harlem Jiggalo
 Getcha hoe, lick her low, make your girl trick your dough
 I represent honies with money, fly guys, and jets
 Ride with the tints that be thirty-five percent
 Hoes hope I lay, so I look both ways
 Cop says okay, my tint smoke gray
 No way, people leave without handin' me my chips
 Got plans to get my land and my 6
 People outta pen'll understand these hits
 Pop champagne like I won a championship
 repeat Chorus (substitute words in parentheses with
 Carl Thomas singing)
 Verse Two: Puff Daddy
 Carl Thomas - Been Around The World - http://motolyrics.com/carl-thomas/been-around-the-world-lyrics.html
 Yeah, yeah
 I was in one bedroom, dreamin of a million
 Now my beach houses creamed to the ceiling
 I was a gentleman livin in tenements
 Now I'm swimmin' in all the women every tens
 Went from Bad Boys to the Crushed Linen Men
 Now my dividends be the new Benjamins
 Chicks of all complexions, I like cinnamon
 Mase you got some girls, well playboy
 Send 'em in
 What you waitin' for let the freakshow begin
 How they came in a truck (Mase: Nah Puff, that's a Benz)
 Mercedes, come here baby
 You don't like the way it's hot and hazy
 Never shady, you must be crazy
 It's ridiculous how they keep their lips on this
 Don't kiss right there, girlfriend I'm ticklish
 And I be switchin fees with a wrist full of G's
 Playa please, I'm the macaroni with the cheese
 repeat Chorus (now both Mase and Carl Thomas sing in
 the background)
Verse Three: Mase, Puff Daddy
 What, what
 You don't know who the hell I be
 Can tell I be
 Now hasta la vista, c'est la vie
 Now what have we a cat in a Bentley waggy
 That keep cats saggy, roll with P-Daddy
 Come be one of baggy, girls be one to stab me
 I be more than gladly to tell a foe
 Yo, you ain't offendin' me
 It ain't like you the first son of the Kennedy
 Or even in a mallway, you can *** for me
 But all until you talk you don't ever spend a G
 I know how it be
 You know me from before when I used to detour
 Down in ***
 Push the E or
 Days I just kick it
 My crew buy Crystal
 Just so we can spit it
 All that expensive stuff
 Just so that we can ***
 Be a lot of places that you *** can't visit
 Talking cause I live it
repeat Chorus until fade (everybody sings together)








