Little Drummer (feat. O'ryvn & Ayyo Buda)

I’m your little drummerboy Whenever I roll You’re singing out your soul Do you really love me love? Or did you slip and fall under the mistletoe? Call me when the summer’s gone Thirty hours on the road Only way for me to cope I’m still your little drummerboy Yea I’m still that little drummerboy Let me be your little drummer (Drummer) Girl I’m loving what you serving Keep it coming (Coming) Rub my tummy shawty Yummy (Yummy) She said Christmas coming early She gon’ put it on me Wrap it up Wrap it up with a pretty bow Girl I know you want them karats Yea like 24 She be blowing like a trumpet Let me hit it like some drums Rumpadadumtumpum I’m still that kid What it is We been rocking since a jit With them snowflakes on my wrist You know we never could forget Ugly sweaters in the holidays Them letters that you wrote Kinda remind me of a chimney You always blowing smoke I stand up to all your lies But still you take me as a joke Mariah’s is all I want for Christmas You still tryna hit them notes See you always do the most Bring me back to all the reasons I left and went ghost Can I be your drummerboy baby yea Can’t lie This year, all I want is you Don’t wanna hear no lie about you Don’t wanna hear fake things coming out of you I got a big thing when it comes to the holidays Buda where the money be Just got you a bag with the double Cs Just a little reason why you got some love for me I rock then you roll with me You singing just like you Whitney Coquito all in my kidneys Trench coat Double F That’s Fendi This year might get you a Bentley Or I prefer a Roll’s Royce You know I can’t show remorse I won’t take loving by force But you Gotta stay loyal for the ones that were there So you can see who’s fou Loving this time of year The past is the past We’ll start off new And ima stand 10 toes As long as I stand by you Under that mistletoe baby Like yea I’m your little drummerboy Whenever I roll You’re singing out your soul Do you really love me love? Or did you slip and fall under the mistletoe? Call me when the summer’s gone Thirty hours on the road Only way for me to cope I’m still your little drummerboy Yea I’m still that little drummerboy