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Band Thinkin Out Loud

I was thinkin' out loud Talking to myself I was up on a cloud There was nobody else No, no, no I did not call I never was allowed To speak up at all

we like it loud From out in California, New York to Tennessee Come on if you with us, let us hear you scream Like it loud, we like it loud We like it

times and ride out, ride out, ride out Nigga, we ride out, ride out, ride out Nigga, we ride out, ride out, ride out Nigga, we ride out, ride out

nights Now take off your shades and scroll down to number nine You're living on the guest list, up against the meat rack Head back, hand out, it's gettin' loud in here Think

knew, She grew, became a woman now, I think that she teaches at one of the schools downtown, We used to roll the windows down and play the music loud, Smoking out

diamond got me spendin benjamins Soft face hundred big face number Loud parrot blowin, I was blowin it for da summer Walkin wit dat green make u think

(big) whipping Ye ain't steady ti tippin' No girl getting homie You ain't fresh azimiz Think you is (Think ya is) but you ain't Think u can get it crunk

money in rubber-bands, just for the love of it Straight from my ghetto, we listen to heavy metal like Desert eagles, street sweepers, loud metal It'

singing along And all you got to do is get in into the mix If you need a fix Come back baby Rock and roll never forgets Oh the bands still playing it loud