Jamie Foxx, The Game - Around The World lyrics
[Jamie Foxx, The Game - Around The World lyrics]
Ohhh ohhhhh yeah
I know you're sick and tired
Of waitin on me girl
But I'm, just tryin to get my money right
So let some dumb nigga take a flight
So I can take you all around the world
Planes, trains, automobiles
Bentley or a Range, chromed-out wheels
First class ticket, G-4, you that deal
For real
(I can take you all around the world)
She like black Bentley Coupes, black Day-tons
Black interior, black ridin shotgun
Black fo'-five, black Air Ones
Bangin "The Black Album" track #1
She like that Jay shit, that's her favorite
If it's gon' get me the
Pussy I'ma play that shit
If she bite too hard, I'ma say that shit
But don't bite me bitch
I don't play that shit
Marques Houston, I don't play that shit
By the time we got halfway
Through watchin "Ray" I hit
I laid it down beat it up
Let her go clean it up
Take a five minute nap, wake up and eat it
What
The it's part two, in the sauna
Feel like I'm fuckin Mary J
Cause she don't want
+No Drama+
I'd rather take yo' ass to the Bahamas
Then give you 30 thousand a
Month like Diddy baby mama
Picture me thuggin, picture me lovin you
Like Bobby love Whitney now picture me fuckin
Pullin your ponytail smackin you on the ass
Tellin you how
(I can take you all around the world)
That nigga can't do it like this
Even Beyonce couldn't move it like this
She only fuck with +Soldiers+
That's her shit
I hate to admit it but I love my bitch
So much, I'm sittin outside in the Benz
Thinkin back to Dre's house when
I fucked her best friend
The pussy wasn't nothin; now I'm dealin
With +The Diary of a Mad Black
Woman+ with Louis Vuitton luggage
She told me she was tired of The Game and rap
Quit like Ma$e then she came right back
I told you the bitch sex was wack
And you're all I need, even Jamie know that
You know what they say
More money more problems more drama
Means more marijuana and less baby mama
You know I love you like I love my shoes
But even white Air Force Ones come in twos
Yeah, I like her, and I like you too
What's wrong? She my bitch and you my boo
She got a Range Rover Sport
You got a Bentley Coupe
She take my clothes to the cleaners
You take Harlem to school
I gave you your Burkin bags
So I made a mistake
And Oprah don't fuck with
Them no more anyway
I'm sorry for the bullshit I put you through
But I ain't goin nowhere
I got a kid wit'chu
Why we always gotta argue
About Superhead's book?
She sucked my dick with a condom on
After that I shook
And when she start talkin 'bout buyin a ring
I just turn the volume up
And let Jamie Foxx sing
Around the world with me yeah
Around the world with me, ayy
Around the world with me, hey
Mmm, ohh
I know you're sick and tired
Of waitin on me girl
But I'm, just tryin to get my money right
So let some dumb nigga take a flight
So I can take you all around the world
Planes, trains, automobiles
Bentley or a Range, chromed-out wheels
First class ticket, G-4, you that deal
For real
(I can take you all around the world)
She like black Bentley Coupes, black Day-tons
Black interior, black ridin shotgun
Black fo'-five, black Air Ones
Bangin "The Black Album" track #1
She like that Jay shit, that's her favorite
If it's gon' get me the
Pussy I'ma play that shit
If she bite too hard, I'ma say that shit
But don't bite me bitch
I don't play that shit
Marques Houston, I don't play that shit
By the time we got halfway
Through watchin "Ray" I hit
I laid it down beat it up
Let her go clean it up
Take a five minute nap, wake up and eat it
What
The it's part two, in the sauna
Feel like I'm fuckin Mary J
Cause she don't want
+No Drama+
I'd rather take yo' ass to the Bahamas
Then give you 30 thousand a
Month like Diddy baby mama
Picture me thuggin, picture me lovin you
Like Bobby love Whitney now picture me fuckin
Pullin your ponytail smackin you on the ass
Tellin you how
(I can take you all around the world)
That nigga can't do it like this
Even Beyonce couldn't move it like this
She only fuck with +Soldiers+
That's her shit
I hate to admit it but I love my bitch
So much, I'm sittin outside in the Benz
Thinkin back to Dre's house when
I fucked her best friend
The pussy wasn't nothin; now I'm dealin
With +The Diary of a Mad Black
Woman+ with Louis Vuitton luggage
She told me she was tired of The Game and rap
Quit like Ma$e then she came right back
I told you the bitch sex was wack
And you're all I need, even Jamie know that
You know what they say
More money more problems more drama
Means more marijuana and less baby mama
You know I love you like I love my shoes
But even white Air Force Ones come in twos
Yeah, I like her, and I like you too
What's wrong? She my bitch and you my boo
She got a Range Rover Sport
You got a Bentley Coupe
She take my clothes to the cleaners
You take Harlem to school
I gave you your Burkin bags
So I made a mistake
And Oprah don't fuck with
Them no more anyway
I'm sorry for the bullshit I put you through
But I ain't goin nowhere
I got a kid wit'chu
Why we always gotta argue
About Superhead's book?
She sucked my dick with a condom on
After that I shook
And when she start talkin 'bout buyin a ring
I just turn the volume up
And let Jamie Foxx sing
Around the world with me yeah
Around the world with me, ayy
Around the world with me, hey
Mmm, ohh