Rick Ross, Lil Wayne, Travis Barker, Swizz Beatz, The Game - Can A Drummer Get Some lyrics

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Boom, guess who stepped in the room
Dressed in black diamonds like
A fucking monsoon
Back from the dead but they
Never found my killer
So I jumped up out this rave
Like Michael Jackson in thriller
Iller than most emcee's cause
I be killin' 'em
Most emcee's turn into ghost emcee's
Yeah, give a drummer some
If 32 seville when that all black Hummer run
Face off, Nicholas Cage with a gauge
I'm famous for killin' rappers, my style
Grenade
Cook shit like Rae, the chef Raekwon
The beats are filet mignon without the A1
Who walk like a pitbull
You? who bitch please
I ate your favorite rapper's heart
Out with a 16
Didn't hit the switch on
Something with fiends
Make money with Ruff Ryders, homie
That's Swizz Cheese!

Can a drummer get some
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Bang, guess who checked in the game
Smoke in the air like LeBron James
Running this shit like he run game
Pull out my dick and just pee on flames
She on Wayne, but she ain't what I be on
I'm Leon, I pee on you pee-on's for eon's
I'm in my prime like Deion
I'mma shine like neon
I'm a Lion like Leon
But I'm 'bout to go off
Cause that is all I know of
I don't have to show y'all
I'd rather show off
Yeah, Travis on the Drums
Travis on the beat
Wayne got the smoke and Game got the heat
Weezy F I'm an F'ing star
Haha, get it? I'm an FN star
Ha, and it's the Rock you bastards
If I'm the rockstar, will rock you bastards

Can a drummer get some
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Tupac and Juice riding [?] on the loose
King James round my neck
Haters wish it was a noose
Long Maybach and I wish it was a coupe
Kush out the jar, car smellin' like duke
Quarter milli on the seat
Yeah I know I'm a goof
Designer underwear she knows I'm a goose
Got the wide body I'm a fat muthafucker
In Swahili I'm screaming
"stack muthafucker"
Ya homie won't stop until I decide to
Until then I'm making rollie's for
The homies to ride to
Smokes on the folds, folks wanna know
Bitch I'mma boss, best foots on the blow
Keep the hat pulled over, Big P on the front
Travis on the drums, big weed on the blunt
Being Savage where I'm from
Girls manage from the jump
Don't trap me like a punk
Travis handing me the pumps
So

Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
Can a, can a drummer get
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(Can a drummer get some)