Jay-Z - All Around the World (featuring LaToiya Williams) Lyrics

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Chorus: Jay-Z + LaToiya

All around the world.. (same song)
Killa Cali nigga (same song)
A-T-L (same song)
Real-adelphia dude it's all around the world

(Jay-Z)

London, England, South of France
And all points between they know about your man
Konichiwa ladies when I'm out in Japan
I'm a Tokyo Giant like Ichiro, I am
Piss poor n**** from the hood but I blew
Now I bounce six-fours up and down Crenshaw
Spot me the hotel, the Cap', or Capri
Bathrobe, slippers in the lobby like weed
Your man'll stand manta ray, handlin a steak
And handlin' the modern stand about five-eight
Five-nine fine wine fine dine either that
Or I'm mixin' in Switzerland, tryin to buy time
Ballin' out in Bali when it's gorgeous out in Cali
Brunchin at the 4 Seasons, off the heezy
When it's back home n**** back to the zone
N**** back to the books to the rhymes that took me

Chorus: Jay-Z + LaToiya

All around the world (same song)
Brooklyn bombers (same song)
Detroit players (same song)
Chi-Town all around the world

(Jay-Z)

Said it's all love, Shore Club, M-I-A
Party at bungalow eight, when I stay
Pool look like a hundred Beyonce's
A couple fiances, I'm the new DeVante
"Come and Talk to Me" mami in the Yves-Saint Laruent, I hope, she ain't too young
Only twenty-one and older let another nigga mold her
I'm just tryin to show her how a baller and a roller
Sleep one place, tell the pilot keep the engine
Runnin' then I wake up in Martha's Vineyard
St. Bart's this year, I think I'm gon' spend Christmas
Reminisce about the time my momma couldn't spend Christmas

Now I'm gon' send her on her own little wish list
Anywhere in the world, anywhere for my girl
Forever my lady, blind crippled and crazy
A ticket and ya favorite CD: "Sweet Sadie"

(LaToiya)

Sadie, Sadie, don't you know I love you sweet Sadie, Sadie
All around the world

(Jay-Z)

Said it ain't where you from yo it's where you at
Real n***** out in Brooklyn, some n***** don't clap
It's real killers out in Cali, some n***** just act
Hollywood like they out the hood, it's all to the good
Real players in the D-Twa, some of them throwed
Slackin' on they mackin' rest haven for hoes
Real pranksters in the Chi, most of them real folks
Disciplined Gangsters, come on Charlie I know
Shit it ain't about your city or borough
It's bout if you really as thorough
And if you are, holla at your boy
I put my hand on my heart, that means I feel you
Real recognize real and you lookin' familiar
I'ma Bed-Stuy n**** but I do it to death
I promise I'm as St. Thomas homey eatin at Chef's
One-twelve, A-T-L, the sun up yet?
Then we party like the sun don't set

(LaToiya)

We gon' take you all around the world it's the same song (same song)
Everywhere ya go (same song)
It's the same song (same song)
We gon' take you all around the world.. same song (same song) same song (same song)
Same song (same song)
All around the world

(*harmonizing to the end*)

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