[Break]
I love it when it’s loud
I love it when it’s big
You can feel it in the crowd
Come on, bang dem sticks
I said I love it when it’s loud
I love it when it’s big
Cause you can feel it in the crowd
Come on bang dem sticks
[Verse 1]
See dem drummer, sicker than the swine flu
Don’t really need medication, he got a tissue
And when he bang bang, don’t need to bug him
But he might be smoother than my, my favorite cookie
When it plays, he got a hold on me
In a race, you got the winning streak
And ain’t nobody got a drummer like mine
He can bang dem sticks, he can throw them high
[Chorus]
I got a thing for a drummers
How the beat shakes up my heart
I gotta thing for drummers
So baby show off all them tricks and bang them sticks
I got a thing for a drummers
How the beat shakes up my heart
I gotta thing for drummers
So baby show off all them tricks and bang them sticks
[Break]
I love it when it’s loud
I love it when it’s big
You can feel it in the crowd
Come on, bang dem sticks
I said I love it when it’s loud
I love it when it’s big
Cause you can feel it in the crowd
Come on bang dem sticks
I don’t think they’re ready, it’s okay
Uh, uh, uh
[Verse 2]
Triple it, triple it, all that sh**
He looking so good when he bang them sticks
He can do the favorite diddle with a little of samba
And all the girls, “I want your drummer’s number”
But what a minute, what the f** is going on?
You’re here to see him train because you love my songs
But here we go again with the double stroke
And I’m not talking