The fuse is lit and I'm about to go boom
Mercy mercy mercy me
My life is a cage but on the course I'm free
Hyped up syched up ready for wil'in'
Standing on the tee looking at the green like an island
I see the spot I wanna hit like it's the range
It's 300 yards away but that ain't that strange
Work the body work work the body
Slow down man you're 'bout to hurt somebody
Oh and yo let's get just one thing clear
There's only one reason why I came here
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
I came here tonight to hear the crowd go
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Tic-tic-tic-tic BOOM!
The Fresh Prince likes a bit of golf, so do I. Took my newly acquired driver down the range last night and all I can say is wow. Looks horrendous, sounds god awful, goes like a train! Struggled a little bit with dispersion but that's to be expected. Pulled a few where I got too close to the ball and sliced a few when I stood too far away. But when I got my distance right it went long and straight. This could well be the start of something beautiful...
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