Lyrics:
Tous nos amis font ça
Golf, poney, transat, selfie
Golf, poney, transat, selfie
L'histoire on la connait déjà
Tous nos amis font ça
Golf, poney,
niyo n'thengela Benz-e
Kha ri tuwe my love, niyo n'thengela Golf-u
Areyeni na inwi, niyo n'thengela Benz-е
Kha ri tuwe my love, niyo n'thengela Golf
Got a problem with the golf?
Fuck it, then pick a spot
Like you're eating lunch
And it's brunch
We could bring the beef
And the pots and the pans
I mean
Like a Jedi you can feel the force
Of my super strong Kush grown on a golf course
Went to cash Generators got all the gear
Payed it on finance
of summer,
Lord, I'll be glad when they're gone.
It's too hot to fish, and too hot for golf,
And too cold at home.
Well that baseball game on TV,
Takes
These old dog days of summer
Lord, I'll be glad when they're gone
It's too hot to fish, too hot for golf
And too cold at home
Well, that baseball game
God is the goal
Golf in the hole
Paying the toll
Put in my soul soul soul soul soul
Four on the floor
Three do the chores
Two are decor
One I want
like air quite foolish
We messing with the same girls, same girls
We messing with the same girls, same girls
But I'm afraid that I'mma do it
Golf 1,
(Who you are and where you want to go
(Take time to contemplate who you are and where you want to go)
Yeah
Golf swing, golf swing
Yeah, golf swing
""BANCO DO GOLF SAPÃO
OOI, COME DAS PUTA DA
QUEBRADA,ISSO VIRO MINHA DIVERSÃO
COME DAS PUTA DA
QUEBRADA,ISSO VIRO
MINHA DIVERSÃO.
VEM UMA,VEM
Skuuuuuu ah
Sheh
Posé dans le golf
Posé dans le golf
Yeahhh
Datso
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Posé dans le golf,
Tout au fond du binks
Le mélange est rouge
Top golf, Top dog
My hitters they pop off, You mock
While I'm getting topped off, My rock's off
Get knock off, Y'all stink, Y'all stink
Go wash,
Whippin' in the Golf again, me and all my friends
How I love a sunny day, even when it ends
Ever since the month of May, I've been on the mend
Summer
GATA TAMO JUNTO A MAIS DE CEM
GOLF FILMADO BITH VOU ALEM
OLHOU NO CHAO VIU OS PLACO DE CEM
GAMOU NO ESTILO DO PAI TAMBEM
TO COM MINHA PRETA NO
Golf cart, Christmas parade
Joy and cheer are always on display
We've got spiked eggnog
We love to drink, sing and play
During our golf cart
ya-ta-ta, same old line
I'll politely close your lips with mine
How's your golf Bing?
My golf? Ho-ho I'm really moving that ball out there, striking it
ya-ta-ta, same old line
I'll politely close your lips with mine
How's your golf Bing?
My golf? Ho-ho I'm really moving that ball out there, striking it
ya-ta-ta, same old line
I'll politely close your lips with mine
How's your golf Bing?
My golf? Ho-ho I'm really moving that ball out there, striking it
And
Only they could invent a sport like golf
"Here's my idea for a fucking sport: I
Knock a ball in a gopher hole"
"Oh, you mean like pool?" "Fuck off pool"
Standing on a golf course
Dressed in P.V.C.
I chanced upon a golf girl
Selling cups of tea
She asked me did I want one
Asked me with a grin
For
broke, shut up like we playin' golf, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Money talk, nigga
If you broke, shut up, better not even cough, nigga
Yeah, yeah,
that pussy like golf ball (like golf ball)
I can do this without y'all (without y'all)
Call the Locs, I go loco (I go loco)
I go back to the traphouse
ya-ta-ta, same old line
I'll politely close your lips with mine
How's your golf Bing?
My golf? Ho-ho I'm really moving that ball out there, striking it
summer now, silver's not the summer now
Bust down a cutie, nights on a duty
The desk on the business man
Family on the golf course
Next morning as he shows
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