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G-Eazy – Too Loud Lyrics

Too Loud by G-Eazy:
Yeah, My license plate is rattling and my trunk go boom
Bay to the universe and back to the moon
Fixed trauma factor I’m a boss tycoon
My d--- smelled like two chicks before noon
Where were you in ’06, was you were there?
You were staying inside being good, you was square
Since kindergarten, swear I kept it all player
Look at my prom picture, I was hyphy with braids in my hair
Long before I ever went on tour
Used to cop white tees from the liquor store
But I always knew I was destined for more
And now my socks are Gucci and my drawers Tom Ford
Nah, nah don’t make me go back
To that black hoodie with a turf beanie flipped back (what’s that?)
Nah, Nah you wasn’t really there
There was something in the water, there was something in the air

I can’t hear you my bass too loud
I can’t hear you my trunk too loud
I can’t hear you my slap too loud
Hold up, shut the f--- up
You know I can’t turn it down
I can’t hear you my bass too loud
I can’t hear you my trunk too loud
I can’t hear you my slap too loud
Hold up, that’s five-o
[?] go turn it down

Some seem in a scraper and some purple in the air
I’m all in her ear, I’m a California bear
The times was different, folks like me is rare
I don’t know man, I mean you had to be there
It was a time
Oh can we start from the top
A ripper is a runner and a runner is a bop
And if she’s bop [?] she’s got’ give you good top
Man this game is thick, I mean this thing don’t stop
I can’t blap, [?] not loud
I’m tryna make Droopy and Rick [?] proud
I’m tryna climb up, I’m to the tip top now
And I still tell a beezy, go kick rocks now
You ain’t grow up on Mac Dre
You ain’t grow up on Keik
You and grow up on Turf Tuck
You ain’t grow up on [?]
You and grow up on Water
Them styles was neat
You and grow up on Fab
Then you can’t even speak

I can’t hear you my bass too loud
I can’t hear you my trunk too loud
I can’t hear you my slap too loud
Hold up, shut the f--- up
You know I can’t turn it down
I can’t hear you my bass too loud
I can’t hear you my trunk too loud
I can’t hear you my slap too loud
Hold up, that’s five-o
[?] go turn it down

Big Nef, I can buy the Bay if I spend a check
B------ say I sound like Dre, that just means I’m blessed
Young Gerald that’s my brother, no paternity test
Next n---- hit the yay with out tapping get [?]
24 and my rims taller than [?]
How you shooting from [?] but never had the ball before
[?] my floor, open up my doors
Walking like a [?], my paint job is gorgeous
[?] on, long tee, air forces
Gang f--- around, jump a man, Air Jordan

I can’t hear you my bass too loud
I can’t hear you my trunk too loud
I can’t hear you my slap too loud
Hold up, shut the f--- up
You know I can’t turn it down
I can’t hear you my bass too loud
I can’t hear you my trunk too loud
I can’t hear you my slap too loud
Hold up, that’s five-o
[?] go turn it down