Текст песни: Michael Jordan + перевод

I used to wanna be like Michael Jordan

Figure I would hit the NBA and make me a fortune

Uh, every time I’m in my city, I be acting like my shit don’t stink

Used to clean my Rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Riding around with niggas that I grew up with since McNair

Bumpin' Me Against the World—hello, world, Kendrick here

And I’m too much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes

I’m too much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes

I’m too much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes

Wayne told me that and that’s just how it goes

Michael Jordan

Bounce-bounce ho, bounce-bounce

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Or fuck my enemy’s bitch, acting bad and getting rich

Pull up on these 26's, I’m a vanity slave

I’m a sinner, Jesus Christ, please forgive me for my ways

I don’t know why your bitch want to fuck me

And I don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I’m a Comp-town representer, a concrete back-flipper

A.K.A that nigga, don’t wuwwy!

I don’t know why your bitch want to fuck me

And I don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

This is HiiiPower, since the Eddie Bauer I been popular

I’m popping now, every other hour paparazzi come

You jocking her, let her be a ho, why you stopping though?

We stopping the traffic, what you know 'bout them hockey pucks?

Skating on 'em, why you hating on 'em? You should learn from 'em

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

I don’t know why your bitch wanna fuck me

I don’t know why (Hey, wait a minute, motherfucker)

Every time I’m in my city, I be feeling like my shit don’t stink

Used to clean my Rollie chain with alcohol in the sink

Ridin' 'round with niggas that I grew up with since McNair

Bumpin' «Me Against the World,» hello, world, Kendrick here

And I’m too much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes

I’m too much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes

I’m too much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes

Wayne told me that and that’s just how it goes

Michael Jordan bitch, Michael Jordan bitch, Michael Jordan bitch

Michael Jordan bitch, that means I’m too much for these niggas

I’m three much for these hoes

Wayne told me that and that’s just how it goes

Man, the game chose me, what am I to do?

The only thing I did wrong was make it possible

I diddy bop and make them titties pop

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Walking out the Fred Segal, put my girl on it

Ass so fat, probably sit the world on it

Aye, pussy crazy, pussy crazy

You fuck niggas, you pussies crazy

Man, I know I can’t tell you about the world homie

But I know I can tell you about your girl homie

Her pussy crazy, her pussy crazy, I fuck nigga, I know you hate me

I know they pay me too much of attention

Bring my name up, it gotta be mentioned

I need me an engine that go real fast

Call it hall of fame once it haul ass

Give me tall glass, Coconut Cîroc

Please, no soda pop, I make my solo pop

Life’s a bitch, her pussy crazy

But I make that pussy pay me

Every time I’m in my city, I be acting like my shit don’t stink

Used to clean my Rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Riding around with niggas that I grew up with since McNair

Bumpin' «Me Against the World,» hello, world, Kendrick here

And I’m too much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes

I’m too much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes

I’m too much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes

Wayne told me that and that’s just how it goes

Michael Jordan bitch, Michael Jordan bitch, Michael Jordan bitch

Michael Jordan bitch, that means I’m too much for these niggas

I’m three much for these hoes, Wayne told me that…

I remember tripping, walking through the set

Like my Glock don’t think

Grandma in the kitchen, neck bones in the sink

I don’t know why your bitch want to fuck me

And I don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

I’m from Hoover man, high as Superman, shit you Lois Lane

You pussy man with the pussy game, shit, we off the chain

We popping the fortune, not the fame, shit, you backwards, man

You chasing hoes, we replacing those, bag and pass them hoes

Your broad done chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

We fucked her homes, fucked and sent her home, marijuana strong

You know I’m gone, turn my swagger on, am I swagged enough?

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Leaning off the Actavis, passing blunts round and round

Told me Mary was a go so we passed her round and round

Your bitch texted me, wants it now so I had to knock her down

Hurt her bouncing off my balls, slinging dick up from the mouth

You let it slide, I hit home-runs, clean her dugout till I’m done

I can be her number two and you can be her number one

Her pussy' crazy, her pussy crazy, you fuck niggas

Uh, every time I’m in my city, I be acting like my shit don’t stink

Used to clean my Rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Riding around with niggas that I grew up with since McNair

Bumpin' «Me Against the World,» hello, world, Kendrick here

And I’m too much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes

I’m too much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes

I’m too much for these niggas, I’m three much for these hoes

Wayne told me that and that’s just how it goes

Michael Jordan bitch, Michael Jordan bitch, Michael Jordan bitch

Michael Jordan bitch, that means I’m too much for these niggas

I’m three much for these hoes

Wayne told me that and that’s just how it goes