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tigga wordz - art of golf lyrics

[chorus]
the move malicious but there’s an artform in it
this golf sh#t’s business but y’all can’t see the d#mn image
if a real hitta gotta pull the club, y’all better watch that pivot
cause ain’t no team on the green so one of these g’s gonna walk away with the winnin’
yes this tigga is so vicious, ain’t from the claws or the fang
yes, this hitta is goin’ flagitious, i’m just goin’ raw with the sw#ng
i’m that tiger from the woods but got that arm orangutan
so you wanna test me like you gon best me imma whip out the iron and let it bang (putt, putt, putt)

[1st verse]
for all you tigga, who thought this was a game (thought this was a what?)
you can talk yo sh#t (talk yo sh#t) and let that apex sw#ng (suhhhhh)
y’all through you were golfers cuz you played at the top golf range
you were playing while day drinking, don’t f#ck with this south florida tigga today
mind your p’s and q’s or imma countdown from three to two
but once i’m get down to one and hit the club, leavin’ you lookin’ like beetlejuice
i don’t need an excuse to make your game look like its knees were bruised
cuz y’all tigga suck, you missin’ putts, f#ck needles to get juiced
i don’t need to be accused of an illegal use cuz a tigga be at two
say it’s substance abuse cuz a tigga got more testosterone than you
my club aim better than you while you best toss the ball in the dunes
lost your tone and your cool but shouldn’t been reckless with that tool
i’m a different breed of pusher but this tigga passed that drug test
they tell me to whip it out, so imma whip it out, so had to d#ck slap the ref
cuz i’m that tiger with the tech, they tryin’ put a technical foul
my enemies, they wanna see, this golfer throw the towel
how you started actin’ like g until you saw the referees
while a tigga goin’ thru these tunnels like these holes where vietnamese?
tigga what? tigga who? tigga me? tigga please
now y’all really prayin’ on the green but you kids won’t make it to eighteen
ain’t no smokes and mirrors i can see that you tiggas are zebra printed
i’m a real ass tigga, so don’t claim again that i is cheetah printed
we know you zebra printed because once again at green you be prey in it
by b#lls are birth control to these holes, foreplay but won’t stay in it

[chorus]
the movement malicious but there’s an artform in it
this golf sh#t is business but y’all disregard from the begin
if a real hitta gotta pull the club, y’all better watch that pivot
cause ain’t no team on the green so only one of these g is gonna walk away with the winnin’
this tigga is so vicious but ain’t from the claw or the fang
this hitta is goin’ flagitious from just goin’ raw with the sw#ng
i’m that tiger from the woods but got that arm orangutan
so if you wanna test me like you can best me imma whip out the iron and let it bang (putt, putt, putt)

- tigga wordz lyrics

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