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Lil youngin messing around drummming
Banging on the pots and the pans a little something like
A little something like
Cardy
Banging on the pots and the pans like a wooden spoon
Nothing i wouldn’t do for a little tune
Lil who? lil me the drummer boy
Up in my playhouse with a ton of toys got a hundred swords
Playing peter pan
Tree stomp is the kick drum and the sticks are already in my hand
I got a snare drum, shit isnt fair son, why?
Im back together with guy harrison
Had to take a minute for my solo tape that
Shit is nothing like what i made last summer
Play percussion with my drummers
Guy Harrison
Just a couple up and comers young gunnaz, chris and neef shit
No need for drumsticks, on my indian cheif shit
Peace pipe teepee
Like mario luigi, no tunnel but in the kitchen
Couldn’t see me
I was in the cabinets
Mom wasn’t having it
Wasn’t just me though my brother was an advocate
Lil youngin’, messin around drummin
Bangin on the pots and the pans a little something like
A little something like
Young Wes
Yeah
And i remember just sitting up on that kitchen floor
You can hear me rocking man i thought thats what the kitchens for
My little studio mama saying Wes he must be trippin
So i moved to the table instead hitting pots and skillets
And now im killin shit that
Boy you must be different shit
I got my brothers and we spitting shit ridiculous
Nah now BHF got yall bumpin jammin this shit puffin
Now its nothing like
Lil younging mess around drumming banging on the pots and the pans like a lil something like
Bridge x2
[GH]
Had the super man undies
[Cartier]
Made a cape with a blanket
[GH]
Had to rock the onesie
[Cartier]
Can’t be walking around naked
[GH]
My flinstones vitamin red you act right or get slapped up the side of your head
[Hook]
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