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Clause
Get to my house, look up, a mistletoe
I'm your drummer boy, but I promise I'm not little (OH)
Parents are gone and no one be sulkin
We home alone

Hey little drummer boy, don't you move too fast
You're swimming in the ocean, you're floating on the grass
Aint no doubt about it  I hear the voices

I am the drummer boy run up a bum bum
Call me Wonka man
But fuck the factory
And if you want the tea
Come on a tour with me
Remember enjoyin things

mission
Niggas start bumping on the block
Lil boy
Gotta ask me for permission
Pussy nigga you can't understand
I'm the head drummer of the band
I get

Little drummer boy with the funk see
Better watch it the way that you stepping
I might blow a fuse
Imma bless you
Aye now This is killa season
Let out them

in his manger of hay
Joseph, Mary, Kings of the land
The little drummer boy
Guardian Angels surround

They found themselves, they found themselves
They

drummer boy right up in the front
Giving orders from a beat while they marched the streets
But nobody was left when the music was done

Not even one sole

of the year
That's for sure
Here comes Santa Clause Little Drummer Boy
Silver bells ringing Silent Night
Let it snow givin' love on Christmas Day
It's a happy

met
I was a lil nervous so my face was red
I was blushing
Heart was rushing
Beating like some one playing percussion
Ba rum pum pum pum
Little drummer

back and do it how they use to
Shine on your own merit straight from the muscle
Not measured by your carats or how many rocks you hustle
You probably

decided to lend a hand
It'd be a Caveat Christmas once again
Trent grabbed his bass
Said he would set the groove
Cadence said he'd be the drummer boy who

the drummer boy I rat ta ta tat em
Steam roll flat em
Try to stay optimistic but I’m sad lookin at em
Cover the land in a shroud of smoke
Grow strong like all

make a little boy drummer
All them homis in the hood that’s from one summer
Had em freezing up like the block tundra
Put em on the line they gon show

Tryna give me a case, Naaaa
Had five of them bitches by the way lil ass nigga
Yes I smoke off that blaze Jutty jut I go high stakes Stakes
Take that stake

with the fee-fi-fo-fum
All I needs a little drummer boy
Parum-pa-pum-pum
And my lung and I be
Ready to go son
Yo
Peep my flow, no
Don't make shinobi

help him with, Jack
My chestnut's rested on Santa's open fire
Sweat comes down it's heating up
Robe comes down, it's rising up
I am Santa's drummer boy

killed the pussy now I’m talking to the judge
I’m a real nigga keep a baddie by my side
I be with gang talk yo shit and we gone slide
Keep the stick like

key I'm a piano this the Matrix I'm Keanu
Boy I got vision I feel like a eagle, minimes I feel like Doctor evil
Man I heard she thirsty for

The Christmas feeling
The Christmas feeling
With loved ones here and near

Fa la la la, fa la la 

Ba ra pa pum pum goes the little drummer boy for a new king is

We got out of the taxi hearing Little Drummer Boy
We're half-tight and dressed to the nines when we open the door
First thing we see is your uncle is

White Boy

Haystak

The Natural

2002

wanted to be when I grew up
You know what I'm saying, and that's it for us
I was a big old white boy from
Tennessee that wanted to be a rap star
And that

And the youngest of the family is moving with authority.
Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside.
The cattle quietly grazing

Waste Some Time

Nappy Roots

Every Chance I Get

2011

the liquor to myself
Got a little wealth so I gotta thank the Lord,
Couldn't do it by myself, got some help from Colt Ford
Now we in a Ford, and we travel

Good Advice

Allan Sherman

My Son, the Greatest: The Best of Allan Sherman [LP]

1988

invented a tube
He was sad because it sprung a little leak
He said, "Darn it, when I hold my tube on a piece of paper,
The ink leaks out and makes