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Be Like Mike (Intro) Video (MV)




Performed By: Mike Tierney
Language: English
Length: 4:58
Written by: Michael Tierney




Mike Tierney - Be Like Mike (Intro) Lyrics




Not Jordan
Not Jackson
Not Even Phelps
That's Mike Tierney
Big Mike Tierney
Y'all need to do me a favor
Go ahead and listen
Cause motherf*cker he up next

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh
Thrill her like I'm Mike
Ride it like a bike
Take her to the Stu and watch her grip up on the mic
Pop another addy finna stay up for the night
She gon let me hit it and I ain't even her type
Take a trip with me and imma show you all the life
When you got this type of motion, you ain't worried bout the hype
Nah, nah, nah, nahhhhhhhhhhh

And to all my fans
I just wanna thank y'all for helping me get this far
From the cookout days from when I rapped on tables just to build a name
From the old girls I f*cked with on the side when I still figuring my shit out
From that one teacher who said I wouldn't be shit
Like RiRi I'm shining bright like a diamond now
Let's get this shit poppin', ya dig

Litty like a titty and we boutta make this shit pop
Diamonds on my neck they dancin' like they hit the diddy bop
Got her in the whip she suck me up just like a rocket pop
Heard he mad about a hoe when all we do is sharing thots
Yeah we sharing thots
This a brand new AP, this ain't no pocket watch
Then I looked down at my wrist it said it's 12 o'clock
Oh shit, now I'm finna drop
I'm just sticking to the plot
F*cking up the city spot
Damn, whatchu finna do
When everything up in your life is changing around you
The money coming in and all them hunnids turn to blue
You start to make a name and now they acting brand new
The same ones who went behind your back and used to clown you
Turn out to be the same ones acting like they found you
But I ain't gotta trip that's what it boils down to
I'm beating down her walls like that shit was soundproof
And it goes like beep
Fly out for the week
I ain't from Miami but I still came with that heat
Ridin' with my crew and I ain't talking Tommy Lee
You disrespect the gang, you find out quick, now we shall see
My white bitch off the shrooms and now she acting hella geeked
She like to cook me breakfast and she love to rub my feet
Took her on the balcony and f*ck her till she sleep
Swear he like a synonym, he wanna be just like me

Living our life, ain't no regards
Finna T up all night, we some big ass dawgs yeah
Hands in the air, like we don't care
Cause we rolling through ya city now don't be scared
Got the whole club screaming Be Like Mike
And we tearing up the function, come and join us if you dare
Made a couple plays, greening like it's 2K
All I gotta ask, what's a CPU to a player

Be Like Mike
Be Like Mike
Middle finger in the air say, Be like Mike
Be like Mike
Be like Mike
Be like Mike

Living our life, ain't no regards
Finna party all night, we some big ass dawgs now
Hands in the air, like we don't care
Cause we rolling through ya city now don't be scared
Got the club screaming Be Like Mike
And we tearing up the function, come join us if you dare
Made a couple plays, greening like it's 2K
All I gotta ask, what's a CPU to a player

Feel like Michael Jordan in this bitch, with the tongue out
Got his main bitch, sending pics, with her buns out
We already won, now the clock we finna run out
Struggled through the rain, now best believe that the sun out

Bro drop the song, the snippet is fire
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English

Not Jordan
Not Jackson
Not Even Phelps
That's Mike Tierney
Big Mike Tierney
Y'all need to do me a favor
Go ahead and listen
Cause motherf*cker he up next

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh
Thrill her like I'm Mike
Ride it like a bike
Take her to the Stu and watch her grip up on the mic
Pop another addy finna stay up for the night
She gon let me hit it and I ain't even her type
Take a trip with me and imma show you all the life
When you got this type of motion, you ain't worried bout the hype
Nah, nah, nah, nahhhhhhhhhhh

And to all my fans
I just wanna thank y'all for helping me get this far
From the cookout days from when I rapped on tables just to build a name
From the old girls I f*cked with on the side when I still figuring my shit out
From that one teacher who said I wouldn't be shit
Like RiRi I'm shining bright like a diamond now
Let's get this shit poppin', ya dig

Litty like a titty and we boutta make this shit pop
Diamonds on my neck they dancin' like they hit the diddy bop
Got her in the whip she suck me up just like a rocket pop
Heard he mad about a hoe when all we do is sharing thots
Yeah we sharing thots
This a brand new AP, this ain't no pocket watch
Then I looked down at my wrist it said it's 12 o'clock
Oh shit, now I'm finna drop
I'm just sticking to the plot
F*cking up the city spot
Damn, whatchu finna do
When everything up in your life is changing around you
The money coming in and all them hunnids turn to blue
You start to make a name and now they acting brand new
The same ones who went behind your back and used to clown you
Turn out to be the same ones acting like they found you
But I ain't gotta trip that's what it boils down to
I'm beating down her walls like that shit was soundproof
And it goes like beep
Fly out for the week
I ain't from Miami but I still came with that heat
Ridin' with my crew and I ain't talking Tommy Lee
You disrespect the gang, you find out quick, now we shall see
My white bitch off the shrooms and now she acting hella geeked
She like to cook me breakfast and she love to rub my feet
Took her on the balcony and f*ck her till she sleep
Swear he like a synonym, he wanna be just like me

Living our life, ain't no regards
Finna T up all night, we some big ass dawgs yeah
Hands in the air, like we don't care
Cause we rolling through ya city now don't be scared
Got the whole club screaming Be Like Mike
And we tearing up the function, come and join us if you dare
Made a couple plays, greening like it's 2K
All I gotta ask, what's a CPU to a player

Be Like Mike
Be Like Mike
Middle finger in the air say, Be like Mike
Be like Mike
Be like Mike
Be like Mike

Living our life, ain't no regards
Finna party all night, we some big ass dawgs now
Hands in the air, like we don't care
Cause we rolling through ya city now don't be scared
Got the club screaming Be Like Mike
And we tearing up the function, come join us if you dare
Made a couple plays, greening like it's 2K
All I gotta ask, what's a CPU to a player

Feel like Michael Jordan in this bitch, with the tongue out
Got his main bitch, sending pics, with her buns out
We already won, now the clock we finna run out
Struggled through the rain, now best believe that the sun out

Bro drop the song, the snippet is fire
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Writer: Michael Tierney
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