Drummer on the beat, drummer on the beat
Drummer on the beat, drummer on the beat
Better move, watch my shoes, give me room I'm coming through
And I'm back into the room, cause I'm rolling off the flue
I just dialed another bottle nigga, I don't need no juice
Tell the DJ drop my shit, I can turn up with my scoop
Scoop, scoop, scoop, I ain't f*cking with my scoop
I'm trying to turn up with my Scoob
And I ain't f*cking with my Scoob
I'm trying to turn up with my
Nigga got me loose, huh, niggas got me right, yeah
Nigga it's a party, I've been rolling all night
You don't wanna fight, cause you could lose your life
I ain't drop my shit, I wish he would, tonight I'm like God
Scoob, Scoob, Scoob, Scoob, Scoob
Scoob, Scoob, Scoob, Scoob, Scoob
Scoob, Scoob, Scoob, Scoob, Scoob
Scoob, Scoob, Scoob, Scoob, Scoob
Oh my God
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm trying to turn up with my Scoob
And I ain't f*cking with my Scoob
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I had to calm down on that bitch
You heard me, look
Oh my God, look