Lyrics:
(brrr)
Pa' cazarte me engancho la bred
Hoy te damo' 23 (damo' 23)
Mr. Fly como Jordan, hoy te vamo' a dar 23 (23)
Me enganché la jersey de Jordan
never ever seen before
I'm the goat like Michael Jordan, Scottie Pippen and Dior
Mr. Miyagi I get it I get it, you think that I fucked up the job
But we
Next up!
I believe that's me
Bastard!
Get on the mic and rock the symphony
[Lady Luck]
Mrs. stop drop and roll, rocks top the told
Hot, even
bastard!
[pmd] get on the mic and rock the symphony
[lady luck]
Mrs. stop drop and roll, rocks top the told
Hot, even though dames is froze
Pop close
Next up!
I believe that's me
Bastard!
Get on the mic and rock the symphony
[Lady Luck]
Mrs. stop drop and roll, rocks top the told
Hot, even
and soldiers and we all stepping
I don't trust a cop, I'll shoot him with my weapon
This is not a Jordan, this a clay, he Mack 11
They don't know the difference
choked
Burglary in the night, leave no trace, northside was a ghost
I'm the rap game's Jordan, unstoppable on the court
I move in silence, never speak
Rob
guns
The nigga you looked up to when I stood like 5'1
They saying I ain't hot
I feel like Mr. and Mrs. Wayans a nigga walking round with like 5 sons
a house white fences
Mr and your my misses
Still say fuck all my exes
Cause you know that I don’t miss Em
Finding you was part of my blessing
So I will
Ball hard, nigga, I'm Michael Jordan, you Lebron, nigga
In other words, you a fraud, nigga
I'll pull your card, nigga
I'm a young boss, I'm runnin'
love, no replacing it, unique to your bones
I’m in the zone like I was Michael Jordan, freakin the clones
Our first date was real, city of the windy
We are paging Mr. Baxxter
Mr. Jordan, and Mr. Simon
To proceed to boarding gate 38 immediately
Encore, hardcore
Rock you down to the floor
We are paging Mr. Baxxter
Mr. Jordan, and Mr. Simon
To proceed to boarding gate 38 immediately
Encore, hardcore
Rock you down to the floor
know the Bible
I call my nigga Tom Brady when he throw the spirals
And when I step into the booth, I perform like Michael
Tyson, Jordan, and Jackson, I
going cray cray
Lately, so many distractions
Between me and my baby
Tryna stay wavy, while I'm driving
Mrs. Daisy sinking ships like Navy
I ain't lazy, so
Micheal Jordan, boom your the best
Advice to Micheal jackson keep your cards to your chest
Mr Iron Mike Tyson always under arrest
And vote fi Jesse Jackson
Anyone, Jordan, Jackson, Tyson, Bivens
Phone number unlisted
Gave her the digits to a number that is long distance
She on the wrong mission and got my
Jordan, Scottie Pippen at my wedding
They say I'm crazy but that's the best thing going for me
You can't Lynch Marshawn, and Tom Brady throwin' to me
I
a plate, anybody seen the scale?
My president is black, my Lambo's blue
And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too
My money's light green and my Jordan's light
HJ Tray Made This One
(HAHAHAHA) young nigga getting that dolla, let's go
(Bred ones, ain't talking bout Jordan's ya dig it)
(SRTs, Lambos, Bentleys,
I’m better than you
yup better than you and your whole crew
That’s true, that dude rockin’ some black shoes
Or a pair of Jordan’s you ain't never seen
couple straps and one extra two attached to that .23
Like jordan, soon as we jump man we taking off
Before 12 come, you got me hot, give me 6 feet before I
in the press
And chef it like Mrs. Fields; they're making the cookie stretch
I know it so well, I know the hustle so well
Stunt like I'm working
misses
Mrs. All Of The Bullshit
Married all of the sickness
Dunno know what I can do except Google all of the symptoms
Prison to mind palace in a minute
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