LOUD! ft. EM Breese Lyrics

This so funkadelia

If you smell it

I won't sell it

I'll give it away to you

That way, you know it's the truth

They'll let me mail it

If I tell em

You're feeling sick

And this will well em

Assist that swelling

Calm that yelling

Hopefully, you know what to do

Turn my shit loud

Roll up that loud

Play my shit loud

This is that loud

Now you should be jumping

Cause this beat right here is bumping

No more slumping

No more lounging

Throw your hands in the air

Get rowdy

By now, you know what to do

Get loose

Like no one's watching you

Cause you the truth

It's ya dance floor

You're the main star

So after you hit the bar

Tell the DJ to

Turn my shit loud

Roll up that loud

Play my shit loud

This is that loud

I know I shouldn't condone it

It's me

I'm on it

I'm not only living for moments

Imma own it

Imma own it

I do not think that I should drive

Most likely probably would drive

Making it home is a long shot

Tiger Woods drive

I like my tree and my music

On the same level, but don't get it twisted

Cause if that Reggie get put in rotation

And make it to me

You know Imma hit it

And if I

And if I got to be frank

I got to thank

He

Who came with the stank

Turn my shit

You came here to drank

I came here to crank

Turn my shit loud

And if you down

Spark it back up

And pass it around

Don't need a board

To surf in the crowd

We surfing the clouds, just

Turn my shit loud

Roll up that loud

Play my shit loud

This is that loud