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
