All Around The World - Jay-Z

Written by：J. Jefferson/William Collins/J. Vitti/C. Simmons/George Clinton Jr./J.S. Theracon/B. Hawes

Swear to God I just touched down

All around the world same song

Killa Cali ni**a same song

A T L same song

Real adelphia dude it's all around the world

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 ni**a 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 w**d

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 ni**a back to the zone

Ni**a back to the books to the rhymes that took me

All around the world same song

Brooklyn bombers same song

Detroit players same song

Chi Town all around the world

Said it's all love Sure 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 Ea-sy

Garant I hope she ain't too young

Only twenty one and older let another ni**a mold her

I'm just tryin' to show her how a baller and a roller

Sleep one place sell the pie to keep the engine

Runnin then I wake up in Martha's Vineyard

Same boss this year I think I'm gon' spend Christmas

Reminisce about the time my mom 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 you pay to see D sweet

Sade Sade Sade

Don't you know I love you sweet Sade Sade

All around the world

Said it ain't where you from yo it's where you at

Real niggaz out in Brooklyn some niggaz don't clap

It's real killers out in Cali some niggaz 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

Sh*t 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 ni**a 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

We gon' take you all around the world

It's the same song same song

Everywhere same song

It's the same song same song

We gon' take you all around the world

Same song same song

Same song

All around the world

Same same same song song song song