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Bigal Harrison - World Tour (feat. God Goldin & Payton Ape) Lyrics



Bigal Harrison - World Tour (feat. God Goldin & Payton Ape) Lyrics




All around the world
I get money
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get honeys
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get money
All around the world
And I spit that dope shit
Cause I'm hip hop
You ain't gotta like me
But my shit hot

Feeling like esco
Got the bevel fade
This that flow that make
My folks en em see better days. They be showing fake love but
I prefer the hate
Keep it a hunnit you ain't
Never gotta lie to me
Boss shit, this is boss shit
Cigar lit in my mouth
Got the henny on deck
House parties feel like kid n play I get to stepping
Getting lite on these niggas
I'm too swift for settling
I don't understand
Why you thinking so much
It's easy get the money
Make them bank deposits
I'm chilling with a shorty
Ass ain't making no sense
She throwing it back
I'm catching all that
Then hitting it later wassup? With you and yo crew
We dem dudes with a bank and
A plethora of moves
I ain't saying it to say it
Just to make me sound cool
I'm smoova then Mitch
Tryna get P.A.I.D with my hits
Let's go

All around the world
I get money
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get honeys
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get money
All around the world
And I spit that dope shit
Cause I'm hip hop
You ain't gotta like me
But my shit hot

I vision life out the window
Riding with my kinfolk
Riding with my kinfolk
Yeah... Yeah
I vision life out the window
Riding with my kinfolk
Riding with my kinfolk
Yeah... Yeah

This year gon go harder
Than asphalt
Whole book of stamps
In my passport
Go to Cuba, and build
With a Asata Shakur
The revolution pours
Right outta my balls
To the burning ham
Getting busy in dirty Havana
Pretty women
Dancing round me like
Dirty Diana
It's premonitions
If you really listen
Dead presidents split
Amongst my coalitions
It's the commission
Like shyne
Feel like Big when I shine
Keep control of the rhyme
Peace god all the time, I'm
Immaculate in every facet kid
And the team illuminates
Every time we congregate
Adding zeros after digits
We on a comma chase
Different kinda race
For a different kind of cake
Differentiate my pace
Open my stride
Glide like I'm Clyde
Trailblazing on the rise
I rise

All around the world
I get money
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get honeys
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get money
All around the world
And I spit that dope shit
Cause I'm hip hop
You ain't gotta like me
But my shit hot

I vision life out the window
Riding with my kinfolk
Riding with my kinfolk
Yeah... Yeah
I vision life out the window
Riding with my kinfolk
Riding with my kinfolk
Yeah... Yeah

All around the world
I'm a globetrotter
To keep the family warm
Made my flows hotter
Free my nigga coop
I hate a judge power
I'm from philly
Where the bullets
Feel like cold showers
But I started touring
Had to switch the scene
Sixteen in Virginia
But the flow was mean
Did a couple shows
But I ain't never seen
No green
But my name held weight
Like I'm Cee-Lo green
At eighteen I met
The love of my life
She's only five years old
But know her daddy is nice
Particularly with the mic
I roll my dice with life
If I avoid snake eyes
I'll put niggas in ice
We be rolling up kites
Those be my favorite flights
The haters watch like Skype
I dunk on em with Nike's
Now I'm
Just looking back at life
Out the window
Going round the world
With my kinfolk

All around the world
I get money
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get honeys
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get money
All around the world
And I spit that dope shit
Cause I'm hip hop
You ain't gotta like me
But my shit hot

I vision life out the window
Riding with my kinfolk
Riding with my kinfolk
Yeah...Yeah
I vision life out the window
Riding with my kinfolk
Riding with my kinfolk
Yeah... Yeah
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All around the world
I get money
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get honeys
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get money
All around the world
And I spit that dope shit
Cause I'm hip hop
You ain't gotta like me
But my shit hot

Feeling like esco
Got the bevel fade
This that flow that make
My folks en em see better days. They be showing fake love but
I prefer the hate
Keep it a hunnit you ain't
Never gotta lie to me
Boss shit, this is boss shit
Cigar lit in my mouth
Got the henny on deck
House parties feel like kid n play I get to stepping
Getting lite on these niggas
I'm too swift for settling
I don't understand
Why you thinking so much
It's easy get the money
Make them bank deposits
I'm chilling with a shorty
Ass ain't making no sense
She throwing it back
I'm catching all that
Then hitting it later wassup? With you and yo crew
We dem dudes with a bank and
A plethora of moves
I ain't saying it to say it
Just to make me sound cool
I'm smoova then Mitch
Tryna get P.A.I.D with my hits
Let's go

All around the world
I get money
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get honeys
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get money
All around the world
And I spit that dope shit
Cause I'm hip hop
You ain't gotta like me
But my shit hot

I vision life out the window
Riding with my kinfolk
Riding with my kinfolk
Yeah... Yeah
I vision life out the window
Riding with my kinfolk
Riding with my kinfolk
Yeah... Yeah

This year gon go harder
Than asphalt
Whole book of stamps
In my passport
Go to Cuba, and build
With a Asata Shakur
The revolution pours
Right outta my balls
To the burning ham
Getting busy in dirty Havana
Pretty women
Dancing round me like
Dirty Diana
It's premonitions
If you really listen
Dead presidents split
Amongst my coalitions
It's the commission
Like shyne
Feel like Big when I shine
Keep control of the rhyme
Peace god all the time, I'm
Immaculate in every facet kid
And the team illuminates
Every time we congregate
Adding zeros after digits
We on a comma chase
Different kinda race
For a different kind of cake
Differentiate my pace
Open my stride
Glide like I'm Clyde
Trailblazing on the rise
I rise

All around the world
I get money
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get honeys
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get money
All around the world
And I spit that dope shit
Cause I'm hip hop
You ain't gotta like me
But my shit hot

I vision life out the window
Riding with my kinfolk
Riding with my kinfolk
Yeah... Yeah
I vision life out the window
Riding with my kinfolk
Riding with my kinfolk
Yeah... Yeah

All around the world
I'm a globetrotter
To keep the family warm
Made my flows hotter
Free my nigga coop
I hate a judge power
I'm from philly
Where the bullets
Feel like cold showers
But I started touring
Had to switch the scene
Sixteen in Virginia
But the flow was mean
Did a couple shows
But I ain't never seen
No green
But my name held weight
Like I'm Cee-Lo green
At eighteen I met
The love of my life
She's only five years old
But know her daddy is nice
Particularly with the mic
I roll my dice with life
If I avoid snake eyes
I'll put niggas in ice
We be rolling up kites
Those be my favorite flights
The haters watch like Skype
I dunk on em with Nike's
Now I'm
Just looking back at life
Out the window
Going round the world
With my kinfolk

All around the world
I get money
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get honeys
All around the world
Round the world
All around the world
I get money
All around the world
And I spit that dope shit
Cause I'm hip hop
You ain't gotta like me
But my shit hot

I vision life out the window
Riding with my kinfolk
Riding with my kinfolk
Yeah...Yeah
I vision life out the window
Riding with my kinfolk
Riding with my kinfolk
Yeah... Yeah
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Writer: Bigal Harrison, Goldin Harrison, Thomas Nixon
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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