Around the World lyrics

by

Swizz Beatz


[Intro: Jamie Foxx]
Oh oooh, yeah

[Chorus: Jamie Foxx]
I know you're sick and tired of waitin' on me girl
But I'm just tryin' to get my money right
So unless I'm done we could 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)

[Verse 1: The Game]
She likes black Bentley coupes, black Daytons
Black interior, black ridin' shotgun
Black four-five, black Air Ones
Bangin' the Black Album, track number one
She like that Jay sh*t, that's her favorite
If it's gon' get me the pus*y, I'ma play that sh*t
If she bite too hard I'ma say that sh*t
But don't bite me b*tch, I don't play that sh*t
Marcus Houston, I don't play that sh*t
By the time we got half way through watchin' Ray, I hit
I laid her down, beat it up, let her go clean it up
Take a five minute nap, wake up and eat it, what?
Then it's part two in the sauna
Feel like I'm f*ckin' Mary J. 'cause she don't want no drama
I'd rather take your ass to the Bahamas
Than give you thirty thousand a month like Diddy, baby momma
[Chorus: Jamie Foxx]
I know you're sick and tired of waitin' on me girl
But I'm just tryin' to get my money right
So unless I'm done we could 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)

[Verse 2: The Game]
Picture me thuggin'
Picture me lovin' you like Bobby love Whitney
Now picture me f*ckin'
Pullin' your ponytail, smackin' you on the ass
Tellin' you how (I can take you all around the world)
That n*gga can't do it like this
Even Beyoncé couldn't move it like this
She only f*ck with soldiers, that's her sh*t
I hate to admit it but I love my b*tch so much
I'm sittin' outside in the Benz
Thinkin' back to Dre's house when I f*cked her best friend
The pus*y 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 b*tch sex was whack
And you're all I need, even Jamie know that
[Chorus: Jamie Foxx]
I know you're sick and tired of waitin' on me girl
But I'm just tryin' to get my money right
So unless I'm done we could 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)

[Verse 3: The Game]
You know what they say, "more money, more problems, more drama"
Means more marijuana and less baby momma
You know I love you like I love my shoes
But even white Air Force ones come in two's
Yeah, I like her and I like you too
What's wrong? She my b*tch 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 the Birkin bags so I made a mistake
And Oprah don't f*ck with them no more anyway
I'm sorry for the bullsh*t 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 di*k with a condom on, after that I shook
And when she start talking about buying a ring
I just turn the volume up and let Jamie Foxx sing
[Chorus: Jamie Foxx]
I know you're sick and tired of waitin' on me girl
But I'm just tryin' to get my money right
So unless I'm done we could 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)
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