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Get a drumma some Yeah G Yamazawa Check it I'm a rock star I'm a rock star I'm a motherfuckin' natural I am natural You know that Imma pop off until the block's off I'm a knock k doc off until I'm top dog Picture this is how the cop car, with the glock drawn These motherfuckers impostors, a lost cause Yamazawa got a lock on, with the lock off Oh you know that I've been lockjawed since the snotnose Playin' pickup in the tanktop Hittin' bank shots Getting the spliff and lit the tape rock Til my tape pop Get them witnessin' the great rock this ain't k-pop Well we whippin' up the straight drop 'til some base nine Bet ya never seen a straight line with some canine True story that Imma face time I ain't lyin' You could say that I'm a show off 'cuz i doze off But you'll know about the show dog when it goes on Get a drumma some I got lows i got highs i got mids i got bass I got lows i got highs i got mids i got bass (get a drumma some) I got lows i got highs i got mids i got bass I got lows i got highs i got mids i got bass (get a drumma some) I got lows i got highs i got mids i got bass I got lows i got highs i got mids i got bass (get a drumma some) You a damn fool if you can't prove All the cities that i ran through for the damn bull Lot of things that i can't do got my hands full Little homie I'm in Cancun writing pan tunes And I'm treating every sample like a heirloom My mama told me be careful with my miracles You're will need another pair of shoes it's a Marathon I'm a motherfuckin' barracuda tuning baritone Get a drumma some Get a drumma some Get a drumma some I am motherfuckin' gonna start if I wanna start I remember I was troublesome now I'm number one I'm a motherfuckin' one of one I'm a one of one Yeah a motherfuckin' drumma some if you wanna feel I don't really wanna deal this is on emile And everybody wanna peel but ain't gotta pay Fuckin' with mister Yamazam I'm a hologram -ey You mighta made a team but you gotta start on the bench I know that I'm Japanese but you should pardon my French Instead of pardoning kings and making martyrs of men I guess American dreams all seem to start at the end Everybody get your roll on, get your stroll on I be burnin' with my protons like in voltron I can't pick up the phone dog when the roll call But you know about the show dog if it goes on Get a drumma some I got lows, highs, mids, bass I got lows, highs, mids, bass (get a drumma some) I got lows i got highs i got mids i got bass I got lows i got highs i got mids (get a drumma some)
Writer(s): George Yamazawa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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