Lyrics
Vinyl records, fingertips slide, feeling the bass inside Droppin' classics, mixing live, rhythms that coincide Crowd's buzzin', like the stout's foam, we feel the pride Turntable wizardry, on this funky joyride With every scratch and blend, a toast, raise the dark tide All I do is spin, wax on the decks, yeah Old school vibe pouring stouts, no regrets Miss Cleo type, how I'm mixin' up the set Droppin' beats so fresh they ain't even hit the nets, aye, yeah Lacing tracks like a brunch, we gon' ride out with that groove Tell the crowd to get it up Sippin' dark brew, she said she vibing 'Cause the beats slam, I'm 'bout that fusion [Chorus] I'm loving it, I'm loving it, I'm loving it, I'm loving it, I'm loving it, I'm loving it Slide the fader, feel the flow, stout's as dark as my beats go Groovin' steady, wax poetic, needle drops on the down low Heads all noddin', room's spinnin', coasting on that bassline Twist the cap off, foam's rising, in this rhythm we entwine [Verse] Rhymes and hops, blend them straight, craft the vibe, no debate Dark malts whirl, the records spin, drop the needle, don't hesitate Flip the sample, pour the stout, sip the melody, clear the doubt Feel the funk, the room's alive, turn the tables, let it out [Chorus] I'm loving it, I'm loving it, spin it back now I'm loving it, I'm loving it, this stout's got soul, wow Kicks and snares (kicks and snares) Create the beats that we all share Got the room jumping, feeling the vibe Music and stout, how we come alive In the groove, with liquid black gold We keep it spinning bold, stories untold Twisting knobs, beats intertwined Stout fueling beats, leaving worries behind [Chorus] I'm loving it, oh yes I'm loving it With the stout as dark as the records I'm cutting it
