Fiddle With The Volume

Well Im droppin bars like a page three star droppin bras,
My voice hits cars,
I love music,
Kept my voice locked in a jar for years,
Now Im here
I know you loved the way
I appeared,
Like Cha-Ching,
Ive come to br-ring,
The **** thats been hiding like
Bin Laden,
Turn the noise down,
I beg your pardon,
I get ya, let this **** rumble your garden as the bass hardens,
Miss L dot
Harman, get the weirdest looks from bar man,
They wanna go silly like the
Baha Men,
The drama continues,
Now like ***ual intercourse, feel the tune in you, [Chorus]
Abuse your speakers, lose your manners,
Disturb the neighbours, this ones a banger,
Fiddle with the volume,
I beg ya,
Fiddle with the volume, ya ya ya ya
Abuse your speakers, lose your manners,
Disturb the neighbours, this ones a banger,
Fiddle with the volume,
I beg ya,
Fiddle with the volume,
I beg ya,
**** ninety nine,
My neighbours got about a hundred and twenty-four problems sittin on his mind,
Beside the fact that
I blare my music all the time,
He gets knock down ginger on his yard from nine to five,
Ha, wigdy wigdy woo,
S-O-Vs voise causin fueds,
Encouraging my neighbours to be rude,
Unable to chew food,
Due to my new tunes and my renditions of
Waterloo,
Waterloo! what who?
From Abba to
Shabba, hip-hop, grime to ragga,
I blabber the weird grammar due to listening to hits like a hammer,
Bangbang, everybody turn this up, [Chorus]
Bang bang bang oiiiiiiiii,
Peoples complaining,
Winging and wining coz
Im here vibing,
Bang bang bang oiiiiiiiii,
Peoples complaining,
Winging and wining coz
Im here vibing,
Allow country and western,
I got a suggestion,
The music in question is here caving your chest in,
And I aint got time for resting,
Im never snoring,
Interesting, my living room noises are never boring,
Grannys wanna kick my door in,
Were constantly warring till one in the mornin
Now lights off, lights on,
Im teasing them,
They think
Ive gone to sleep but
Im changin
CDs again,
Now dont go on like you dont like it,
Youre only moaning coz your records are ****,
And they skip, now just zip your lip,
And come to my yard and flip the script, [Chorus x2]