Puff Daddy Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Been Around The World (Remix) Lyrics

(feat. Mase, Carl Thomas)

 [laughs]

 Yeah, uh uh

 Turn me up a little bit

 Yeah kid, Harlem on the rise

 Yeah, turn me up a little bit more

 Uh-huh, uh-huh

 We like it

 Uh-huh, uh-huh

 Yeah kid, Harlem on the rise

 This the remix '98

 And you don't want no problem with us guys

 Let's go

 

 [Chorus: Puffy, (Mase), Carl Thomas ]

 

 I been around (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

 I been around the world (Uh-huh, uh-huh) I been around 

 I been around (Uh-huh, uh-huh) Been around 

 I been around the world (Uh-huh, uh-huh) Ai-yeah 

 I been around (Uh-huh, uh-huh) Aiii, yeah-yeah-yeah 

 We ain't gon' stop

 I been around the world (Uh-huh, uh-huh) Whoaou 

 I been around

 We don't even know how to stop

 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 town'll understand these hits

 Pop champagne like I won a championship

 

 [Chorus: Puffy, (Carl Thomas)]

 

 I been around (Been around)

 I been around the world (I been around)

 I been around (Been around)

 I been around the world (Ai-yeah)

 I been around (Aiii, yeah-yeah-yeah)

 I been around the world

 Can't stop the power

 I been around (Whoaou)

 I been around the world

 

 [Verse Two: Puff Daddy]

 

 Yea-yea, 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

 

 [Chorus: Puffy, (Carl Thomas)]

 

 I been around

 Yea-yea, yeah, yeah

 I been around the world (I been around)

 I been around (Been around)

 I been around the world (Ai-yeah)

 I been around (Aiii, yeah-yeah-yeah)

 I been around the world

 Can't stop the power

 I been around (Whoaou)

 I been around the world

 

 [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

 Some be wanna bag me, 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 third son of the Kennedy

 Or even in a mob where you can send 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 B-more, push the E or 

 Days I just kick it

 My crew buys Crystal just so we can spit it

 All that expensive stuff just so that we can shit it

 Be a lot of places that you niggaz can't visit

 Talking cause I live it

 

 [repeat Chorus]

 

 [Outro: (Heard in background)]

 

 The remix

 9-8, B.I.G. forever

 Can't stop and we won't stop

 We don't even know how to stop

 Let's go, Big ???, Big Carl

 Harlem on the rise

 and you don't want no problem with us guys

 L-O-X, Little Justin

 I see Quincy

 Ha ha ha, ahh, 9-8 we got a game

 We gon keep puttin it on your ass

 And we won't stop, we don't even know how to stop

 

 [repeat chorus till fade]