Michael Christmas
Drums Might Wake Ya Mama Up
[Hook]
Drums might wake ya mama up [x7]

[Verse 1: Michael Christmas]
Drums might wake Obama up
Drums might frighten Donald Trump
Bass make shortie's ass shake
Wish a n***a wasn't awkward, huh
Hood n***as keep the llama tucked
I'm in the club with the Nerf strap
If you hatin' you gettin all that
Know some bitches with the whole clap
And they on twitter tryna rash
With a new vagina rash
I'm incognito: olive drab
All these n***as wanna rap
Doin' dumb shit and they crash
Hot Pocket cut the check
I'm the king of the microwave
Since the aussie cars
Yeah them Tyco days
Now they all callin' me psycho
Name one famous Michael that ain't off the rocker
Get drunk and go Carter
I'm slurring my words so you can't understand me
I'm nice [?]
Drums might fuck your day up
Guarantee I miss the layup
On the late I know I stay up
Smokin craig pulled the J up
Ain't got shit to do today, bruh
Hey bruh