[ Featuring Ian J ]
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
