| I used to want to be like Michael Jordan
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| Figured I would hit the NBA and make me a fortune
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| Uh, every time I’m in my city I be hacking like my shit don’t stink
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| Used to clean my Rollie chain with alcohol in the sink
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| Riding round with niggas that I grew up with since McNair
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| Bumping «Me Against the World», hello world, Kendrick here
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| And I’m too/two much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes
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| I’m too/two much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes
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| I’m too/two much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes
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| Wayne told me that, and that’s just how it goes
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| Michael Jordan
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| Bounce-bounce hoe, bounce-bounce
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| This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head
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| or fuck my enemy’s bitch, acting bad and getting rich
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| Pull up on them twenty-sixes, I’m a vanity slave
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| I’m a sinner, Jesus Christ, please forgive me for my ways
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| I don’t know why your bitch wanna fuck me
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| and I don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see
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| I’m a Comp-town representer, concrete backflipper
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| A.K.A. |
| that nigga, don’t worry
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| I don’t know why your bitch wanna fuck me
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| and I don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see
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| This is HiiiPoWeR, since the Eddie Bower I’ve been popular
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| I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come
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| You jocking her, let her be a hoe, why you stopping though?
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| We stopping the traffic, what you know bout them hockey pucks?
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| Skating on 'em, why you hating on 'em? |
| You should learn from 'em
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| See too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming
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| I don’t know why your bitch wanna fuck me
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| and I don’t know why… «Hey, wait a minute motherfucker»
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| Every time I’m in my city I be feeling like my shit don’t stink
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| Used to clean my Rollie chain with alcohol in the sink
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| Riding round with niggas that I grew up with since McNair
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| Bumping «Me Against the World», hello world, Kendrick here
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| And I’m too/two much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes
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| I’m too/two much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes
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| I’m too/two much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes
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| Wayne told me that, and that’s just how it goes
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| Michael Jordan bitch, Michael Jordan bitch
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| Michael Jordan bitch, Michael Jordan bitch
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| That means I’m too/two much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes
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| Wayne told me that, and that’s just how it goes
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| Man, the game chose me, what am I to do?
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| Only thing I did wrong was make it possible
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| I diddy bop and make them titties pop
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| Out there on my bumper like a city cop
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| Walking down to Fred Segal, put my girl on it
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| Ass so fat, probably sit the world on it
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| Ay, pussy crazy, pussy crazy
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| You fuck niggas, you pussies crazy
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| Man, I know I can’t tell you bout the world homie
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| But I know I can tell you bout your girl homie
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| Her pussy’s crazy, her pussy crazy
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| I fucked nigga, I know you hate me
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| I know they pay me, too much of attention
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| Bring my name up, it gotta be mentioned
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| I need me an engine that go real fast
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| Call it «Haul of Fame», once it haul ass
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| Give me tall glass, Coconut Ciroc
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| Please no soda pop, I make my solo pop
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| Life’s a bitch, her pussy crazy
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| But I make that pussy pay me
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| I remember tripping, walking through the set like my Glock don’t think
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| Grandma in the kitchen, neck bones in the sink
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| I don’t know why your bitch wanna fuck me
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| and I don’t why you sucker niggas can’t see
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| I’m from Hoover mayne, high as Supermayne, shit you Lois Lane
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| You pussy mayne with the pussy game, shit we off the chain
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| We popping ay, fortune, not the fame, shit you backwards mayne
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| You chasing hoes, we replacing those, bag and pass them hoes
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| Your broad that chose, yes she moving on, yep we do it wrong
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| We fuck the homes, fuck the center home, marijuana strong
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| You know I’m gone, turn my swagger on, am I swagged enough?
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| My paper long, yep you left alone, you gets none fucks
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| Leaning off the Actavis, passing blunts round and round
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| Told Mary/merry was a (go), so we passed her (round) and (round)
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| Your bitch texted me, wants it now, so I had to knock her down
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| Work her bouncing on my balls, slinging dick up from the mouth
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| You let it slide, I hit home-runs, clean her dugout till I’m done
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| I can be her number two and you can be her number one
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| Her pussy’s crazy, her pussy’s crazy
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| You fuck niggas |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Michael Jordan , by - Kendrick Lamar. Song from the album Overly Dedicated, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп