jarrad wright - brown town song lyrics
alright, this one goes a little something like this…
goin’ around f-ckin’ brown town-town
f-cking around f-ckin’ singin’ about
hmm hmm, hmm
it’s a pretty good tawn mate
s-ss mate come up to me and he says
“wanna go fishin’ lez?”
and i said “you no what
why not?”
so we popped down the jetty
f-ckin’ hopped in the tinnie
started up the c-nt
and off we went
its was about noon
it was a f-ckin’ good day for it mate
sas mate rolled a big f-cking doob
off some skits sh-t that he grew
and f-ckenoaf c-nt i can smell it form here
hasn’t even f-ckin’ lit yet
so sas mate lit the doobsken
took a great big draw
kind that’ll make ya f-ckin’ throat sore
then he p-ssed it to me
donny: “oh f-ck what’d you do then lez?”
lez: “f-ckin tell ya what i did donny”
i took a great big f-ckin’ toke
and f-ckenoaf c-nt it made me choke
and f-ckin’ h-ll mate i got so high
i thought i was gonna die
then i said to s-ss mate
“can we go to sh-r-?”
and he said
“sure mate. what for?”
i said, “i need to hang a f-ckin’ bush poo”
he said, “mate go do what ya gotta do”
and i said
“mmm f-ck yeah, f-ckenoaf.”
so i’m squattin’ in the f-ckin’ bush
still stoned off s-ss mates kush
and i’m pumping out this great big bog
f-ckin’ size of a log
(hmm hmm hm, hmm)
so s-ss mate still fishin’
catchin’ bream
there’s no leaves around to wipe my -rs-
gotta go for a swim
c-nt
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