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triple j's - hit the town lyrics
hughe$:
pull up to the party, you know we be
music so loud, that the neighbors’ call the police
pingers hit hard, yeah, heart rate increase
f_cking this b_tch, yeah, she moan like elise (mona lisa)
pupils real big i ain’t talkin’ vietnamese
feels so hard, people calling me rhys
taking photos of nothin’ like mak10’s jeeeez
people so f_cked they be looking deceased
conroy pullin’ up
not apart of team contra
questioning us like we know what’s on ya
ain’t about the face it’s all about the tonka
we ain’t norm like william the conqueror
time to olivate, where’s my boy oliver
boys yelling out, singing like usher
party’s in our blood, yeah it’s in our culture
bouta hit the town let’s go for a wonder
chorus:
boys get rowdy, girls get loud
we off our heads like our name is shroud, (x3)
boys get rowdy, girls get loud
f_ck the party, let’s hit the town!
…
f_ck the party let’s hit the town
…
boys get rowdy, girls get loud
f_ck the party, let’s hit the town!
jargan:
d_ck down my throat like i wanna be under sea
d_ck in my ass, but not like them water skis
blacked out from drugs, just like a bbc
shooting out cum, like i hit third degree
so bust out the rona’s and limes
doin’ the crimes
we ain’t rahul we don’t ghost all the time
we in the prime
shooting out loads like we busta the rhymes
snorting the lines
call us mak10 like our pennies and dimes
what should we buy?
maybe some spooning and tonguing with d_ck on the side
got cum in my eye
callin’ us bi when we only f_ck guys
give us a try
c_ck in my nose and i like the smell
grab on the d_ck and watch it swell
we goin’ round 3 like a carousel
jnelly:
yeah, nah, carousel
hope the boys are doing well
locked up in a county cell
hope the f_cking pigs go to h_ll
yeah hard to tell, who my boys are anymore
cause half of them walked out the door
doesn’t matter cause i’m bouta f_ck a wh0re
bouta f_ck this b_tch raw
might hit a l!ck in the candy store
yeah aye, oi, where we going bah?
going down to the nungra
i’m filled with anger
can’t contain, this hunger
boys we gotta stop for some f_ckin chicken aye, like f_ck i’m starving ya dogs
yeah we doing eetswa
swervin’ round town in the new car
make a pit stop at the nungra
but we ain’t gonna make it that far
taking them caps and going hard
zoomin down the m1 real fast
boys get rowdy, girls get loud
f_ck the party, let’s hit the town
chorus:
boys get rowdy, girls get loud
we off our heads like our name is shroud, (x3)
boys get rowdy, girls get loud
f_ck the party, let’s hit the town!
…
f_ck the party let’s hit the town
…
boys get rowdy, girls get loud
f_ck the party, let’s hit the town!
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