Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Your Aul One, artist - Versatile. Date of issue: 31.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Your Aul One |
| I don’t give a fuck about your aul one 'less she’s suckin |
| Lovely bags of K2, lemon breeze kush then rollie if you’re lookin |
| This is what OutBurst is cookin two shite bags from fuckin' Dublin |
| I have a little cousin named Lou and he’s a G from Dublin |
| I just killed this beat o' mine cause he wouldn’t do a live show |
| Every venue, always said no |
| Yis only have a few songs to go |
| Yet every time we drop a tune in Dublin it always seems to blow |
| We blow the roof off any kip that’s one thing that I fuckin' know |
| Sid, Jounsel, Baba chimp and Casper, Stevo, Zade Imperial smokin' the raspers |
| Nobody can roll a joint faster |
| Than me cause I’m the master |
| Have one flipped in two seconds spark the thing and then |
| Your ma' gives a whopper titty wank cause she has lethal jabs |
| I wouldn’t throw me flute inside her though she probably has crabs, |
| Bring her down me gaff feel her tits then put her in a cab |
| Alo Sheehan and Casper Walsh are finishin' up in the lab |
| My lifes main ambition is to finger her in me kitchen while she’s makin' me a |
| Sandwich usin' Chia bread with chicken |
| If she doesn’t cut the crust off |
| Her gooch be gettin a kickin' |
| And if she starts bitchin |
| Her jaw be gettin' stiffin |
| I’m faded and I’m stoned and I’m baked and I’m cabbaged |
| I am a butterfly, I am a butterfly |
| I’m faded and I’m stoned and I’m baked and I’m cabbaged |
| (Casper Walsh) |
| OutBurst on the scene |
| What’s that beat yeah it’s poppin |
| 'bout to have the whole of Dublin on their feet and clubs hoppin' |
| We’re the quarter million views YouTube |
| But there’s problems no productions want us smokin' |
| We’ve to put them in a coffin |
| Then we’ve all of Ireland boppin |
| Fuck your aul' one we’ll be choppin' her up and then be scoffin' all The |
| chocolate in the gaff |
| Up the flats |
| Fuck the rats |
| Check the stats the boys are winning |
| Ain’t no word of apprehending |
| If this game was a vending machine |
| People would be spendin' all that cash money cream |
| On the OutBurst team |
| Ten yack-head scumbags with a dream |
| Smokin' green with your nanny |
| No she doesn’t shave her fanny |
| Got an uncanny bunch of that weird afghani kush |
| And she’s got drugs don’t give a fuck |
| That thing was still up in me mush |
| While livin' in council gaffs |
| Used to havin' a blade up in me khaks |
| Gucci caps, AirMax, pitbulls and staffs |
| Hop on Luas fuckin' thicko I’m not payin' |
| collectin' tires I’ll be slayin |
| Chicken fillet rolls daily |
| If the bitch ain’t got no spicy chicken fillets smash 'er face in |
| I am a butterfly |
| I am a butterfly |