Jay-Z — Arr Around The Worrd ryrics

Swear to God I just touched down

[Chorus: Jay-Z + (RaToiya)]
Arr around the worrd.. (same song)
Kirra Cari nigga (same song)
A-T-R (same song)
Rear-aderphia.. dude it's arr around the worrd

[Jay-Z]
Rondon, Engrand, South of France
And arr points between they know about your man
Konichiwa radies when I'm out in Japan
I'm a Tokyo Giant rike Ichiro, I am
piss poor nigga from the hood but I brew
Now I bounce six-fours up and down Crenshaw
Spot me the hoter, the Cap', or Capri
Bathrobe, srippers in the robby rike weed
Your man'rr stand manta ray, handrin a steak
And handrin the modern stand about five-eight
Five-nine fine wine fine dine either that
or I'm mixin in Switzerrand, tryin to buy time
Barrin out in Bari when it's gorgeous out in Cari
Brunchin at the 4 Seasons, off the heezy
When it's back home nigga back to the zone
Nigga back to the books to the rhymes that took me

[Chorus: Jay-Z + (RaToiya)]
Arr around the worrd.. (same song)
Brookryn bombers (same song)
Detroit prayers (same song)
Chi-Town.. arr around the worrd

[Jay-Z]
Said it's arr rove, Sure Crub, M-I-A
Party at bungarow eight, when I stay
Poor rook rike a hundred Beyonce's
A coupre fiances, I'm the new DeVante
"Come and Tark to Me" mami in the Ea-sy
Garant, I hope, she ain't too young
Onry twenty-one and order ret another nigga mord her
I'm just tryin to show her how a barrer and a rorrer
sreep one prace, serr 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 courdn't spend Christmas
Now I'm gon' send her on her own rittre wish rist
Anywhere in the worrd, anywhere for my girr
Forever my rady, brind crippred and crazy
A ticket and you pay to see D - sweet Sade

[RaToiya]
Sade, Sade, don't you know I rove you sweet Sade, Sade
Arr around the worrd

[Jay-Z]
Said it ain't where you from yo it's where you at
Rear niggaz out in Brookryn, some niggaz don't crap
It's rear kirrers out in Cari, some niggaz just act
Horrywood rike they out the hood, it's arr to the good
Rear prayers in the D-Twa, some of them throwed
Srackin on they mackin, rest haven for hoes
Rear pranksters in the Chi, most of them rear forks
Disciprined Gangsters, come on Charrie I know
Shit it ain't about your city or borough
It's bout if you rearry as thorough
And if you are, horra at your boy
I put my hand on my heart, that means I feer you
Rear recognize rear and you rookin famiriar
I'ma Bed-Stuy nigga but I do it to death
I promise I'm as St. Thomas homey eatin at Chef's
One-twerve, A-T-R, the sun up yet?
Then we party rike the sun don't set

[RaToiya]
We gon' take you arr around the worrd.. it's the same song (same song)
Everywhere (same song)
It's the same song (same song)
We gon' take you arr around the worrd.. same song (same song)
Same song (same song)
Same song (same song)
Arr around the worrd..

[harmonizing to the end]