Charlie Wood$

They don't know me
Well they probably should
Spend my day golfing
Out in Hollywood
Your girl knows I'm flyer
Hit bombs with my driver
My father is Tiger
I'm Charlie Woods
I think I'm Charlie Woods
And they mad 'cause
I'm golfing good

Better crank that up
I just sank that putt
If they put me on tour
Bet I make that cut
I be 12 years old
And my bankroll nuts
You ain't never see another youngin
That could do it like me
Moon shot off the tee
It go three-fifty-three
Woke up
Private jet on the runway
Whole squad in the red
On Sunday
And now the ladies going crazy
When they see these shots
Like they be begging me to autograph
They Wheaties box
You know that
I just drop an eagle in your face
Green jacket in my name
Saved for 2028
Go Charlie
It's your birthday
And I just turned thirteen
Have you seen this swing
And when the world gon actually see me play
I'll be a pure goat athlete
PGA

They don't know me
Well they probably should
Spend my day golfing
Out in Hollywood
Your girl knows I'm flyer
Man I just started sixth grade
And your handicap higher
I'm Charlie Woods
I think I'm Charlie Woods
I think I'm Charlie Woods
I think I'm Charlie Woods
And they mad 'cause
I'm golfing good



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Writer(s): Matt Freiler
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