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