Fresh Daily, XV - Ricky Vaughn (The Major Leagues) lyrics

[Fresh Daily, XV - Ricky Vaughn The Major Leagues lyrics]

This what y'all been waiting fo', waiting fo'
Bumping Gnarles Barkley
Who's Gonna Save My Soul?
Top 5 Newest Artist, nigga take a vote
Without E? and Dudds, you can't make 'em blow
And I can't save your flow
I'm in the sky so high I can
Step on our Jesus Christ savior's toes
I play a major role on almost any song
And that list is pretty long
So here's another hit, Ricky Vaughn

The major leagues baby
Yeah, yeah, the major leagues baby
Uh, huh, the major leagues baby

Duuuuude fresh off the plane manye
I know they saying
"When's the album coming out fam?"
You know they waiting
Dr dre make 'em wait cause
He know they patients
Best Rapper Alive? I heard that's taken
Most Creative Individual? Well
That there's vacant well let me take it
And make them face facts
That I'm a Warrior taking over like Ajax
Drop the ball and they gon' pick
Me up like play jacks
Weezying through the scene when they
Seen how I make tracks
See how I make stacks?
Shopping in a city where I don't even pay tax
And bring my state back a souvenir
You appear to bring that hate back
I thought that got old like
A couple of days back
Kid dropped the shit, XV's on Ex-Lax
What does X lack? I'm glad that you asked
Cause, I never really hustled but
I got my cash
And I never had muscle so I kept my straps
And y'all gangsta rappers keep on
Lying out your ass
Cause yo' future's so wack they
Bringing up your past
Excuse me, I just like to laugh
Life of the don lights keep glowing
Come and see my show when
They turn Get Fresh on
Now everybody turn up they arms uh, huh
And here's another hit Ricky Vaughn

We outta here baby
Yo XV we so outta here baby
And it's me, Mr f dot Daily

Yo, I got the flow of the century
Swag of the millennium the cat's out the bag
I got chips like Pentium
Major league player though don't hate on me
A to Z your favorite MC say I'm dope
Asshole like I'm Larry David
I never graduated you just mad and hating
Congratulate him before you trapped
In the batting cages and I'm Barry Bonds
I mean, I'm Ricky Vaughn
I mean I'm Casey Jones
In case you ain't listening
It's very basic homes i'm the bat man
Batman, minus the cape and gloves
I'm Hot Boy like Lil' Wayne
Minus me taking drugs pardon myself
I'm never faking thug but you can take a slug
You saying stuff about the team then
You can lay in blood
B-b-b-black Nikes with Louis Vuitton
Zoom in the Coupe and the roof is gone
It's me XV and the dude with his Supras on
AOK the crew I'm on everyone else is
Wellyou know where these dudes is going
Nowhere and oh yeah I'm putting it out there
This is our year you jock our gear
And we don't shop here
We don't spend gwap here
They just send us boxes of hot wears
And we do not care
Cause we stay top tier like sky boxes
Or hi tops of Nike Airs
Homie, I'm right here

The major leagues baby
Yeah, yeah, the major leagues baby
Uh, huh, the major leagues baby

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