Golf Course Meetings by MARTY, Gavin the HotRod

Flop Era, Vol. 1 by MARTY

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Golf Course Meetings
by MARTY, Gavin the HotRod

Album: Flop Era, Vol. 1

(Oh, that's music to my ears)

Chorus: Marty
None of my meetings indoors
I'm out on the course
Playing in shorts
You in the building
I'm yelling out fore (Fore!)
Yeah, my stomach was growling, I couldn't record
They wanna be buddies, I'm not Pauly Shore (yeah)
I saw the call, I thought you was blocked, so I hit ignore
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
Ay, Ay, Ay

Verse 1: Marty
Ah, my uncle had to spin the block
He got that thing in the caddy
Why are you crying?
Quit being dramatic
She said she a diva
You being sarcastic? (Really?)
Uh, I got a whole bunch of classics I need to drop
(woah, woah!)
I talk to God he told me "Wassup
I don't need luck
No fingers crossed
Yeah, the bottom too crowded, the higher I go
They like to see talent, they hide in a robe
The prettiest people are depressed the most

Chorus: Marty
Yeah, uh, none of my meetings indoors
I'm out on the course
Playing in shorts
You in the building
I'm yelling out fore (Fore!)
Yeah, my stomach was growling, I couldn't record
They wanna be buddies, I'm not Pauly Shore
I saw the call, I thought you was blocked, so I hit ignore

Marty, Gavin the HotRod
Ay, ay (Ay)
Wait, Hol' Up (Ay, ay)
Ay, ay (Ay, ay)
Wait (Ay)

Verse 2: Gavin the HotRod
Okay, if mama had to spin the block
She kept the Lord hammer tucked up in a towel
Big man is an echo
Bad on all these records
I'm hopping off tightropes
Yeah, they ain't seen a spitter like me
My heroes and commas like "bravo"
Yeah, my daddy wasn't real deep, boy
He was teaching me how to be macho
Yeah, can't be a chump
Funny enough when you come from the mud
They teaching you all about how to be tough
But they do not teach you about how you get stuck
Write on a mug
Doubling down when they doubling up
Man, this can't be enough
Writing my rap with Arcadius touch
Ain't hearing me talk, there ain't much to discuss
Marty said he want a Pitbull, so he hit me up
Yeah, that was a must
I ain't here to do what y'all been doing
So you know I'm 'bout to make it for us

Chorus: Marty
Yeah, uh, none of my meetings indoors
I'm out on the course
Playing in shorts
You in the building
I'm yelling out fore (Fore!)
Yeah, my stomach was growling, I couldn't record
They wanna be buddies, I'm not Pauly Shore
I saw the call, I thought you was blocked, so I hit ignore
Ay