Lil' Drummer Boy Lyrics

Yeah

B Franks

Jam Young

NYC to Utah

Salt Lake What Up

Little Drummer Boy Go

Pa Ruppapumpum

That's the sound of the bass and the drums

Pa Ruppapumpum

That's the feel from the crowd going dumb

Pa Ruppapumpum

That's the taste of ya tongue going numb

That's the smell of smoke from the gun

You already know I'm the one

Pa Ruppapumpum

On a roll like the drummer boy

I been too cold every summer boy

Knew I'd make it just off on the numbers boy

It's a marathon, guess who's a runner boy (me)

Making stunna noise, all cash money (all cash)

Chilling with a thick thang, yea that ass funny

Now jam's name in new spaces like babs bunny

Put your soul on ice, I know ras thunny (I know Ras)

Straight out the mud

Roaches and scrubs

Lies and fake love

Yea, Yea

Now I am the plug

Bottles and Bud

Audio drugs

Yea, Yea

They don't know how many losses it takes

They thought my losses would push me to break

They thought my losses outweighed all the steaks

But ain't know losses how champions made, ay

Pa Ruppapumpum

That's the sound of the bass and the drums

Pa Ruppapumpum

That's the feel from the crowd going dumb

Pa Ruppapumpum

That's the taste of ya tongue going numb

That's the smell of smoke from the gun

You already know I'm the one

Pa Ruppapumpum

This a headbanger

For the head scratchers

All I do is get dome

I'm a head snatcher

Been ahead, B frank call dispatcher

Leave my mark on Queens like cleopatra

So clear, diamond ear, I'm the fear factor

How can a king be scared of some mere rappers

Want war, young drummer give it straight backwards

Go in, let you debate after

Yea I rap boy

You frat boys

I'm the alpha

You all Kap boy

Throw ya caps boy

Got the scat boy

Y'all don't wanna bat or scrap boy

Oh, what's that's noise

What's that noise

What's that noise

What's that noise

Air it like scmurda with his hat boy

What's that noise

What's that noise

What's that noise

Pa Ruppapumpum

That's the sound of the bass and the drums

Pa Ruppapumpum

That's the feel from the crowd going dumb

Pa Ruppapumpum

That's the taste of ya tongue going numb

That's the smell of smoke from the gun

You already know I'm the one

Pa Ruppapumpum

That's the sound of the bass and the drums

Pa Ruppapumpum

That's the feel from the crowd going dumb

Pa Ruppapumpum

That's the taste of ya tongue going numb

That's the smell of smoke from the gun

You already know I'm the one

Pa Ruppapumpum

Talk to 'em

Pa Ruppapumpum

Pa Ruppapumpum

Pa Ruppapumpum (What's that noise)

Pa Ruppapumpum (What's that noise)