Major Leagues Lyrics latest song by SleazyWorld Go. The lyrics were written by Henning Grüschow, Joseph Isaac, Luis Gärdes, and Matthew Harris and produced by H4RRY, Audiovista, and Luxury
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Major Leagues Song Details
Song | Major Leagues |
Artist/Singer | SleazyWorld Go |
Lyrics | Henning Grüschow, Joseph Isaac, Luis Gärdes, and Matthew Harris |
Produced | H4RRY, Audiovista, and Luxury |
Label | Island Records |
Major Leagues Music
Major Leagues Lyrics
Yea, I thought I
I thought I let you n*ggas know
I thought I let y’all know before
Come on
I thought I said what I said when I had said it
I know without that lace front on, this b*tch probably bald-headed
N*ggas say it cheese on me, well, this choppa a shred it
Heard I was fake rich, y’all playing right
I got more money than every n*gga up in your f*cking life
Don’t tell me ’bout what you heard, b*tch, tell me what you know
N*gga, stop sending them subliminals, put it on the floor
Why you keep asking me for shit, your n*gga must be broke
Bet he asked, can he use your card to go to the store
Baby, this shit different, come over here, I can change your vision
Gon’ head, break that f*cking lease, I could change your living
Come and bring that pussy over to me, let me rub on your kiCen
Feds did a sweep last week, passing out indictments
Just gave my lawyer 50k, told her, let’s start fighting
I had to put my helmet on, I feel like a Viking
Tap the fully on my fingers, shit look like I’m typing
I hate n*ggas; I think I’m staring to feel that b*tch Karen
I never claim a b*tch mine because we all sharing
Bro a bug up and shoot, watch where the f*ck you staring
She can’t take when I be f*cking her, feel like her shit tearing
Stop f*cking on them shrimps
I can’t be no b*tch full-time, n*gga hire me as a temp
I ain’t no P, but I keep it P like I’m a f*cking pimp
When I find a b*tch for me, I’mma be a f*cking simp
Now bullshit, I can’t go, I’m too f*cking raw
I ain’t gon lie, it feel good, but that shit tickle when a b*tch suck the balls
This a major league, stay on the bench if you can’t f*cking ball
On the motherf*cking bench, n*gga
Yea, I thought I
I thought I let you n*ggas know
I thought I let y’all know before
Come on, come on