*featuring LaToiya Williams
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Swear to God I just touched down
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[Chorus: Jay-Z + (LaToiya)]
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All around the world.. (same song)
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Killa Cali nigga (same song)
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A-T-L (same song)
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Real-adelphia.. dude it's all around the world
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[Jay-Z]
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London, England, South of France
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And all points between they know about your man
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Konichiwa ladies when I'm out in Japan
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I'm a Tokyo Giant like Ichiro, I am
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piss poor nigga from the hood but I blew
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Now I bounce six-fours up and down Crenshaw
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Spot me the hotel, the Cap', or Capri
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Bathrobe, slippers in the lobby like weed
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Your man'll stand manta ray, handlin a steak
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And handlin the modern stand about five-eight
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Five-nine fine wine fine dine either that
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or I'm mixin in Switzerland, tryin to buy time
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Ballin out in Bali when it's gorgeous out in Cali
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Brunchin at the 4 Seasons, off the heezy
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When it's back home nigga back to the zone
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Nigga back to the books to the rhymes that took me
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[Chorus: Jay-Z + (LaToiya)]
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All around the world.. (same song)
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Brooklyn bombers (same song)
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Detroit players (same song)
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Chi-Town.. all around the world
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[Jay-Z]
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Said it's all love, Sure Club, M-I-A
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Party at bungalow eight, when I stay
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Pool look like a hundred Beyonce's
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A couple fiances, I'm the new DeVante
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"Come and Talk to Me" mami in the Ea-sy
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Garant, I hope, she ain't too young
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Only twenty-one and older let another nigga mold her
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I'm just tryin to show her how a baller and a roller
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sleep one place, sell the pie to keep the engine
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runnin then I wake up in Martha's Vineyard
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Same boss this year, I think I'm gon' spend Christmas
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reminisce about the time my mom couldn't spend Christmas
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Now I'm gon' send her on her own little wish list
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Anywhere in the world, anywhere for my girl
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Forever my lady, blind crippled and crazy
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A ticket and you pay to see D - sweet Sade
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[LaToiya]
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Sade, Sade, don't you know I love you sweet Sade, Sade
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All around the world
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[Jay-Z]
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Said it ain't where you from yo it's where you at
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Real niggaz out in Brooklyn, some niggaz don't clap
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It's real killers out in Cali, some niggaz just act
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Hollywood like they out the hood, it's all to the good
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Real players in the D-Twa, some of them throwed
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Slackin on they mackin, rest haven for hoes
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Real pranksters in the Chi, most of them real folks
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Disciplined Gangsters, come on Charlie I know
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Shit it ain't about your city or borough
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It's bout if you really as thorough
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And if you are, holla at your boy
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I put my hand on my heart, that means I feel you
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Real recognize real and you lookin familiar
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I'ma Bed-Stuy nigga but I do it to death
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I promise I'm as St. Thomas homey eatin at Chef's
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One-twelve, A-T-L, the sun up yet?
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Then we party like the sun don't set
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[LaToiya]
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We gon' take you all around the world.. it's the same song (same song)
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Everywhere (same song)
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It's the same song (same song)
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We gon' take you all around the world.. same song (same song)
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Same song (same song)
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Same song (same song)
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All around the world..
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[harmonizing to the end]
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All Around The World
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| Jay-Z |
