Then fade you out like i'm ballin' with mike jordan
My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun
That say he better than jordan, hey dennis you must be kidding
I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king
I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots
Jordan belfort leopards don’t change their spots
But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas
This that reggie against the knicks shit, jordan 'gainst the jazz/
Im hungrier than jordan with no rings
He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence
Made it to the dream team like micheal jordan
Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some
And it rules everything around them
My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan
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