Lyrics:
Tiger Woods imma go and play golf
Jack Nicklaus imma go and play golf
Tiger Woods imma go and play golf
Jack Nicklaus imma go and play golf
I’m with Tiger
Christmas!
Saint Nicklaus!
In your house!
Who could hear him creeping
As he tip-toes ‘round you sleeping!
Who knows what he might do
When he finds you - he’s
laser cutting
You can't bite me I'm a vamp
From New Orleans son
Call me Nicklaus Michaelson
You should fear me son
I drink your blood in daylight son
I
Just like Nicklaus I can step into the light
I can step into the light
Bitch I'm always getting high
Dare you to try me one more time bitch
Yea I'm all
Guinness
Money like Barry Blue, Keanu Reeves wit bench slippers
Play the PGA Tour wit Jack Nicklaus
Statues of Mary, gas that bust mercury
Sit through
Keanu Reeves wit bench slippers
Play the PGA Tour wit Jack Nicklaus
Statues of Mary, gas that bust mercury
Sit through the biggest storm and hand out
niggerish to a tee
Like a black Jack Nicklaus or EST the acknicklous
Do ya rap diligence
Do ya backpack, trap rap and ya Dilla shit
Imma be a gentleman
shit like Jack Nicklaus
I'm spinnin' this with niggas that slept on Likwidation
'Cause no matter where you go,
They know the reputation
queira ser um pop- star
A força e a loucura de Nicklaus mikaelson
O dom do rap na veia como o eminem, que nem ele não tenho medo de escrever o que penso
Rice, and Retten
Pippen, Mullin, Bolt, Bird, and Owens
Ewing, Louis, Dimaggio, Spitz
Leonard, Lougannis, Nash, Woods, and Nicklaus
Beckham, Becker, Babe
on a 3-par I don't be golfing but I hit the tee Jack Nicklaus
I'ma get my shit off I'ma hit liftoff I'ma take off like the Migos
Got a three gram wood in my
Nicklaus
Elvis Disco Christmas
Little Joe blowin' on a candy cane
Rudolph jumpin' through a window pane
Everybody dancin' in the jungle room
Elves gettin'
who up to par ain't talking Jack Nicklaus
Last project that I dropped was better than ya latest
So when I say that I'm ahead I say I'm barely pacing
a couple grams
He don't need no witness
Oh Saint Nicklaus
Bouta ruin Christmas
Coke no Cola cuz he
Find it so delicious
Waist on jello
Santa like hello
He
we startin' a riot
Call my daddy then yo block on fire
But I'm not in that I retired
I think I'm Nicklaus the way I got these bitches sired
Take what I
swingin' like Jack Nicklaus
Yeah we built different, yeah we go ridiculous
I pitch a pretty picture, it be like scripture when it hit ya
And I work that
on them titties she pretty & kinda wild
It's like Christmas erryday if I got it it's goin down
Lil bro pop out of the cut he stocking like st Nicklaus
things about to cop a few rings
And eat paper thin slices of the Blue Ling
Shoot eagles on a Jack Nicklaus course
Porsche with the triple exhaust
Seats
Na familia nós não passa fome
Com certeza não passamos pano
Eu vim pra ser tipo Bobby Jones
Jack Nicklaus Tyger Woods
Mas hoje eu vou ficar no backyard
St. Nicklaus
Records I've been makin' bound to be featured in Guiness
And skills that I exhibit, no one can claim they predicted
Down up on my luck, but
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