Lyrics
Come they told me, pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
A newborn king to see, pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
Our finest gifts we bring, pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
To lay before the king, pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
Rum-pa-pum-pum, rum-pa-pum-pum
Rum-pa-pa-pum, rum-pa-pum-pum-pum-pum
Yeah, I'm on the drum, yeah I'm on the snare drum
Yeah, I'm on the beat 'cause the beat goes dumb
And I only spit heat 'cause I'm playin' for the Son
Playin' for the King, playin for the title
I'm surprised you didn't hear this in the Bible
I'm so tight, I might go psycho
Christmas time so here's a recital
I'm so bad like Michael
I know I'm still young but I go, I go
Stupid, stupid, love like cupid
I'm the drummer boy so do it, do it
Little baby, pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
I am a poor boy too, pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
(Let's gather round the mistletoe real quick)
I have no gifts to bring, pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
(Matter of fact, let's gather round the fireplace, it's about to get hot in here)
That's fit to give our king (Bieber what up?)
Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum, rum-pa-pum-pum, rum-pa-pum-pum
(Now lemme get straight to it)
Yo, at the table with the family, havin' dinner
BlackBerry on our hip and then it gave a little flicker
Then I took a look to see before it activates the ringer
Came to realize my homie Bieber hit me on the Twitter
Then I hit him back despite I had some food up on my finger
Sippin' eggnog with a little sprinkle of vanilla
Even though it's kinda cold, pullin' out a chinchilla
Bieber hit me back and said, "Let's make it hot up in the winter"
I said, "Cool"
Ya know I'ma deliver, let's collaborate and make the holiday a little bigger
Before we work I gotta get this off
See the other family members and drop gifts off
Then I'm headed to the studio 'cause ain't nothing stopping how
You know we 'bout to turn it up and really get it poppin' now
People everywhere and all our Twitter followers
Merry Christmas, Kwanza, Happy Hanukkah