Текст песни: Fiddle With The Volume + перевод

Well I’m 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 I’m here, I know you loved the way I appeared

Like cha-ching, I’ve come to br-ring

The vibe that’s been hiding like Bin Laden

Turn the noise down, I beg ya pardon

I get ya, let this shit rumble your garden as the bass hardens

Miss L dot Harman, get the weirdest looks from bar men

They wanna go on silly like the Baha Men

The drama continues

Now like sexual intercourse, feel the tune in you

Abuse your speakers, lose your manners

Disturb the neighbours, this one’s a banger

Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

Fiddle with the volume, ya ya ya

Abuse your speakers, lose your manners

Disturb the neighbours, this one’s a banger

Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

Fuck ninety nine

My neighbour’s 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, wigidy wigidy woo

S.O.V.'s voice causin' feuds

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

Bang bang, everybody turn this up

Abuse your speakers, lose your manners

Disturb the neighbours, this one’s a banger

Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

Fiddle with the volume, ya ya ya

Abuse your speakers, lose your manners

Disturb the neighbours, this one’s a banger

Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

Bang bang bang oiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

People’s complaining

Whinging and whining 'cos I’m here vibing

Bang bang bang oiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

People’s complaining

Whinging and whining 'cos I’m here vibing

Allow country and western

I got a suggestion

The music in question is here caving your chest in

And I ain’t got time for resting

I’m never snoring

Interesting, my living room noises are never boring

Grannies wanna kick my door in

We’re constantly warring till one in the mornin'

Now lights off, lights on, I’m teasin' them

They think I’ve gone to sleep but I change the CD again

Now don’t go on like you don’t like it

You’re only moaning 'cos your records are shit

And they skip, now just zip your lip

And come to my yard and flip the script

Abuse your speakers, lose your manners

Disturb the neighbours, this one’s a banger

Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

Fiddle with the volume, ya ya ya

Abuse your speakers, lose your manners

Disturb the neighbours, this one’s a banger

Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

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