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I love it when it's loud,
I love it when it's big
You could feel in the crowd
Come on BANG THEM STICKS
I said I love it when it's loud,
I love it when it's big
You could feel in the crowd
Come on BANG THEM STICKS

The dum drummer, sicker than the swine flu
Don't really need medication, he got a tissue
And when he bang, bangs, don't mean to brag you but
He might be sweeter than my, my favorite cookie
When he plays, he got a hold on me
And always yeah, he got a winning streak
And ain't nobody got a drummer like mine
He could bang them sick, he could throw them high

(x2)
I got a thing for drummers, how the beat shakes up my heart
I got a thing for drummers, so baby show off all them tricks
And BANG THEM STICKS

I love it when it's loud, I love it when it's big
You could feel in the crowd
Come on BANG THEM STICKS
I said I love it when it's loud, I love it when it's big
You could feel in the crowd
Come on BANG THEM STICKS

I don't think they're ready, it's okay
Triple it, triple it, all that shit
He looking so good when he bang them sticks
He could do the ??? with a little bit of samba
And all the girls I want your drummer's number
But wait a minute, what the fuck is going on
You here to see M train because you love my songs
But there we go again with the double strokes
And I ain't talking...

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