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Major Video (MV)




Performed By: Manny Mercury
Language: English
Length: 1:48
Written by: Christopher McLeod




Manny Mercury - Major Lyrics




Put me in, Coach!

I don't know how to make this perfect, but that's what makes it so
That's what makes it perfect

I forgive myself, repent for all my sins
If I was born a sinner, I'm Satan in someone's lens
And this isn't my first rodeo
I'll be finished before it begins
They don't like to give me credit
I put the charge on my debit
I keep the bands lowkey, but, boy, you can check it
Keep it together
I shoot the shits with your bitch, no barretta
Evil is odd, good is even
Better my sleep 'cause I'm possibly just a menace
I sleep with a goddess, she wear my sweaters
If we're being honest, I should forget her
Because when I meet that lil' bitch again
I'll be inside, and then I'll remember
I'll be a pop, no feeling of hindrance
That is a nod just to December
Bitch, I am a god
Were you not listening?
I am not shy
More of a christening

I couldn't dip, they was talkin that shit
Had to empty the dick, I'm like uh, yuh
Bustin', I piss on my wrist
That's nutritional just for my bitches like uh, yuh
Release the waste, take out the trash
Eating thee cake, take out the cash
I get my shine on, that's solar
Seeding her face, she's eating the rest

I forgive myself, repent for all my sins
If I was born a sinner, I'm Satan in someone's lens
And this isn't my first rodeo
I'll be finished before it begins
They don't like to give me credit
I put the charge on my debit
I keep the bands lowkey, but, boy, you can check it
Keep it together
I shoot the shits with your bitch, no barretta
Evil is odd, good is even
Better my sleep 'cause I'm possibly just a menace
I sleep with a goddess, she wear my sweaters
If we're being honest, I should forget her
Because when I meet that lil' bitch again
I'll be inside, and then I'll remember
I'll be a pop, no feeling of hindrance
That is a nod just to December
Bitch, I am a god
Were you not listening?
I am not shy
More of a christening
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Put me in, Coach!

I don't know how to make this perfect, but that's what makes it so
That's what makes it perfect

I forgive myself, repent for all my sins
If I was born a sinner, I'm Satan in someone's lens
And this isn't my first rodeo
I'll be finished before it begins
They don't like to give me credit
I put the charge on my debit
I keep the bands lowkey, but, boy, you can check it
Keep it together
I shoot the shits with your bitch, no barretta
Evil is odd, good is even
Better my sleep 'cause I'm possibly just a menace
I sleep with a goddess, she wear my sweaters
If we're being honest, I should forget her
Because when I meet that lil' bitch again
I'll be inside, and then I'll remember
I'll be a pop, no feeling of hindrance
That is a nod just to December
Bitch, I am a god
Were you not listening?
I am not shy
More of a christening

I couldn't dip, they was talkin that shit
Had to empty the dick, I'm like uh, yuh
Bustin', I piss on my wrist
That's nutritional just for my bitches like uh, yuh
Release the waste, take out the trash
Eating thee cake, take out the cash
I get my shine on, that's solar
Seeding her face, she's eating the rest

I forgive myself, repent for all my sins
If I was born a sinner, I'm Satan in someone's lens
And this isn't my first rodeo
I'll be finished before it begins
They don't like to give me credit
I put the charge on my debit
I keep the bands lowkey, but, boy, you can check it
Keep it together
I shoot the shits with your bitch, no barretta
Evil is odd, good is even
Better my sleep 'cause I'm possibly just a menace
I sleep with a goddess, she wear my sweaters
If we're being honest, I should forget her
Because when I meet that lil' bitch again
I'll be inside, and then I'll remember
I'll be a pop, no feeling of hindrance
That is a nod just to December
Bitch, I am a god
Were you not listening?
I am not shy
More of a christening
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Writer: Christopher McLeod
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