作曲 : Louise Harman & Gabriel Olegavich 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 bring The vibe that's been hiding like Bin LadenTurn the noise down, I beg ya pardon I get ya, let this s*** 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 MenThe drama continues Now like sexual intercourse, feel the tune in you Abuse your speakers, lose your manners Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger Fiddle with the volume, I beg yaFiddle with the volume, I beg yaAbuse your speakers, lose your manners Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger Fiddle with the volume, I beg yaFiddle with the volume, I beg yaF*** ninety nine, my neighbors 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 neighbors to be rude Unable to chew food Due to my new tunes and my renditions of WaterlooWaterloo, 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 neighbors, this one's a banger Fiddle with the volume, I beg yaFiddle with the volume, I beg yaAbuse your speakers, lose your manners Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger Fiddle with the volume, I beg yaFiddle with the volume, I beg yaBang, bang, bang, peoples complaining Winging and wining 'cause I'm here vibeing Bang, bang, bang, peoples complaining Winging and wining 'cause I'm here vibeing 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 Granny's 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'm changin' CD's again Now don't go on like you don't like it You're only moaning 'cause your records are s*** 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 neighbors, this one's a banger Fiddle with the volume, I beg yaFiddle with the volume, I beg yaAbuse your speakers, lose your manners Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger Fiddle with the volume, I beg yaFiddle with the volume, I beg yaAbuse your speakers, lose your manners Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger Fiddle with the volume, I beg yaFiddle with the volume, I beg yaAbuse your speakers, lose your manners Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger Fiddle with the volume, I beg yaFiddle with the volume, I beg ya