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Drumma Boy

Genres: Hip-Hop

There They Go Lyrics - Drumma Boy

Where them thugs at, there they go 

Where them thug girls at, there they go 

Where them ballers at, there they go 

If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up 

 

Where them thugs at, there they go 

Where them thug girls at, there they go 

Where them ballers at, there they go 

If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up 

 

I pull up at the club, drinkin' and I'm gettin' loose 

I'm V.I.P., I ain't thinkin' how I'm gettin' through 

I'm chillin' with P and I'm actin' the fool 

When your girl see the Tank then I'm snatchin' your boo 

 

I'm in the 'llac, Halleluyah in the Coupe 

My dawgs in the back with the gats and the food 

Yeah, it's young Drumma, straight from the slums of 

Where niggaz shine to stay on the come up 

 

Niggaz jealous from the ice on my neck 

Don't be alarmed nigga 'cause I'm nice with the tec 

Shorty lookin' right in her dress 

When I took her home, skipped talk, right into sex 

 

Yep, I'm the truth, you the other man 

You think you're hot but I'll prove you're like an oven fan 

I got them broads sayin', Dude, so wicked 

Straight from the South man, New No Limit, yeah 

 

Where them thugs at, there they go 

Where them thug girls at, there they go 

Where them ballers at, there they go 

If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up 

 

Where them thugs at, there they go 

Where them thug girls at, there they go 

Where them ballers at, there they go 

If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up 

 

You can find us on the block with that rock boy 

I'm a New No Limit Soldier, not a hot boy 

Put my name on the ward, I'm a legend like Hook 

Posted up on the block with the killers and crooks 

 

Ghetto Bill could never be no stunna, nigga 

What I got, cars for the winter and summer, nigga 

You don't know me, keep my name out your motherfuckin' mouth 

'Fore I send some fuckin' killers to yo' house 

 

And the game get real, so niggaz pack steel 

When some shit pop off, you better get it how you live 

From the city, where we don't give a fuck about snitches 

We in the club V.I.P., finger fuckin' some bitches 

 

So where them ballers at, shot callers at 

I'm like Warren G shorty, gimme alla dat 

Before I leave, baby girl, you could slip me the digits 

And later on you could play with the lizard, you heard me? 

 

Where them thugs at, there they go 

Where them thug girls at, there they go 

Where them ballers at, there they go 

If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up 

 

Where them thugs at, there they go 

Where them thug girls at, there they go 

Where them ballers at, there they go 

If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up 

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