Major League are a pop punk band from Mantua, New Jersey. They're five guys… Read Full Bio ↴Major League are a pop punk band from Mantua, New Jersey. They're five guys doing what they love, playing pop punk. Hailing from Mullica Hill, New Jersey, they formed back in May of 2007. They released their 7 song EP "The Truth Is..." on November 23, 2010. Their full-length called "Hard Feelings" on No Sleep Records was released on November 13, 2012. For more information check out https://www.facebook.com/majorleaguerock
Band members:
Brian Joyce / Guitar & Vocals
Matt Chila / Guitar & Vocals
Kyle Bell / Bass
Luke Smartnick / Drums
Band members:
Brian Joyce / Guitar & Vocals
Matt Chila / Guitar & Vocals
Kyle Bell / Bass
Luke Smartnick / Drums
On One
Major League Lyrics
This how I’m coming
Run up get baked like a oven
Ima bad ass like Mc’lovin
He really be thug’n
These bullets still piercing yo chest
Thought you can’t be touched or something
Feeling like fuck it
I’ll blow this bitch out in public
I been that nigga who does it
Ex girl wanna fuck me
Nah but you can pull up and suck me
She say I ain’t shit but she still trynna love me
I really be leaning I like my cups muddy
Say the wrong thing and then shots get to busting
If I know you got cash then yo pockets I’m running
Fuck the police but my aunty I love her
Niggas be sad like the fuck is you sad for
Get me a bag and then I flex like an asshole
Yo bitch gave me neck and my draws they be polo
She slurp up and down like mother fucking yo-yo
Don’t need nobody I’m better off solo
Niggas be watching gone head take photo
Yo bitch in my phone shaking ass like jello
Talking my shit I’m on a new level
Fuck all the rules ima mother fucking rebel
I’ll purge the world ima mother fucking devil
Sick in the head ima mother fucking physcho
This how I’m coming
Run up get baked like a oven
Ima bad ass like Mc’lovin
He really be thug’n
These bullets still piercing yo chest
Thought you can’t be touched or something
Feeling like fuck it
I’ll blow this bitch out in public
I been that nigga who does it
Ex girl wanna fuck me
Nah but you can pull up and suck me
She say I ain’t shit but she still trynna love me
Run up get baked like a oven
Ima bad ass like Mc’lovin
He really be thug’n
These bullets still piercing yo chest
Thought you can’t be touched or something
Feeling like fuck it
I’ll blow this bitch out in public
I been that nigga who does it
Ex girl wanna fuck me
She say I ain’t shit but she still trynna love me
I really be leaning I like my cups muddy
Say the wrong thing and then shots get to busting
If I know you got cash then yo pockets I’m running
Fuck the police but my aunty I love her
Niggas be sad like the fuck is you sad for
Get me a bag and then I flex like an asshole
Yo bitch gave me neck and my draws they be polo
She slurp up and down like mother fucking yo-yo
Don’t need nobody I’m better off solo
Niggas be watching gone head take photo
Yo bitch in my phone shaking ass like jello
Talking my shit I’m on a new level
Fuck all the rules ima mother fucking rebel
I’ll purge the world ima mother fucking devil
Sick in the head ima mother fucking physcho
This how I’m coming
Run up get baked like a oven
Ima bad ass like Mc’lovin
He really be thug’n
These bullets still piercing yo chest
Thought you can’t be touched or something
Feeling like fuck it
I’ll blow this bitch out in public
I been that nigga who does it
Ex girl wanna fuck me
Nah but you can pull up and suck me
She say I ain’t shit but she still trynna love me
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Jaden James
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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