Lyrics:
ready when you
Paid your membership dues
It's comin' to take you (take you)
To the country club (to the country club)
Bring your golf clubs
Your tennis
A C Y
I'm with the crew, i'm with the guys, dreamer vision, Asian eyes
LET'S GET IT
Stuart going ham with the motherfucking golf club
Now he getting
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
Im on my high horse
I need a crib on the hill
With a golf course
Cambodian baddie
That pussy to die for
She lick on the top of the head
Like a high
the vibe, it's contagious ('Tagious)
This is Joy Ruckus, we made it (Made it)
Building my team full of Asians (Asians)
Pass on the mic 'cause we racing (Aye)
club, precaution that's a bad concoction
We hopped into the cart, We gon find you
You think We buffin' cause I'm Asian, We gon remind you
Mama said no
be on the golf course confused
Like, where is my basketball?
How did I get in this country club?
This shit is fucking amazing.
I'm glad you people
Up in the present, trying to make my past stop
I’m up in the hills like a windows backdrop
Cruising down the lane and I’m thinking of my life
Blood
on you
Everything on me if I can put it on you
Everything on me if I can put it on you
Everything on me, let me put it on you, on you
I'm in the club
suckers get fucked up with golf clubs, never front on us
T.S., baby, straight out the B.X., baby
So if they B.S., we deeper than the U.S. Navy
You ain't
club, golf lessons
That's just par for the course
Sixteenth birthday
Pops in the yard with a horse
He say keep them grades up, she
Workin' hard for that
I'm humble, I'm chill
I'm coming to Brazil
I got money in the bank
I'm a really big deal
Live a rockstar life in my house on the hills
I'm
whatever, I'm white
(I'm white) , yeah
I can do whatever, I'm white, yeah
I got some big goals, upgrade my wife
Swing a golf club until I die, singing
I can
fucking with Asians we up in the rave
Been known to get low had to bounce a few gates
I came outta state had to make my own way
I'm still getting packs ship
I'm just tryna play on the grass
My knees are achin' and my ankles are throbbin'
Pop an ibuprofen just to keep me from sobbin'
Stop Asian hate, I'm
somebody's head with a golf club
Somebody's dead when the chrome busts
What would Martin say?
What would Malcolm think?
How can we last this way?
We'll soon
(*humming*)
[Chamillionaire]
Now she's mo-ving through the club, in her gangsta strut
Her weapon's loaded up, and now she's aiming to bust ow-ow
So
what I need right?
And if not, then I'm on
A little mission to Los Angeles
To check my Beverly Hill honey
To see I she can handle this
Pimping
swing of Tiger Woods, golf club
That won the masters, by a landslide
So pass that grass green cashman jacket
This way, so I can swerve that a-way
On my
come to the club and chill
Let yo chick braid my hair cause she love my grill
Fuck a house on the hill 'cause my ship by the lake
I'm like jiga, I can
On the move like a pilgrim
Par 3, get the steele 9
And golf tee
Singin’ off key, like killing me softly
Out in london like lauryn
Down the hill, jack and jill,
strap bitch get out (BA BA)
Or bitch you'll get clapped (DRAAA)
We in London, sipping the potions
Club 49 we causing commotion
Bri'sh girls be like "Where
at the door
And we'd end up at the poor man's country club
And the last train is left
For the gateway to the south
The big bands are playing at the cave
You'll
Rock
Step up in the club
And watch the beat stop
Hey, shorty
Can you do that dance in my drop? Park that
And make that booty clap like flip
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