| Hello?
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| Hi, this is Bridget, should I come over later?
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| I’m sorry, I don’t know a Bridget
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| Well, that’s not what you said when you hugged me last night
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| Ha! |
| You think we’re an item just because I gave you a hug? |
| Trick,
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| you better think again!
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| Come here, give me a hug
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| Come here, give me a hug
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| Come here, give me a hug
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| Come here, give me a hug
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| We are not gentlemen!
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| Yo, I’ll hug a girl like it don’t mean nothin'
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| Then turn around and start huggin' her cousin
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| I don’t love 'em, end of the fuckin' discussion
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| Got 'em tucked between my wings like Thanksgivin' stuffin', hugged!
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| She wanna hug from behind, I did it (did it)
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| Then her friend jump in, I’m wit' it (wit' it)
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| I hug 'em tighter than a tube top
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| After that, it’s just a matter of time before the other shoe drop (yeah, yeah)
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| 'Cause I get more hugs than Oprah selling drugs
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| And the drug was pure X, no marriage, no sex
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| Just hugs
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| Don’t get mad, girl, we get mad girls
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| And we’re hugging all over the world
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| So don’t catch feelings, it ain’t love
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| We’re just the kings of giving out hugs
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| And if you wanna settle down
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| You know you got us all wrong
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| So we on to the next one, no disrespect, hon
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| But you can’t hug a rolling stone
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| You can’t hug a rolling stone 'cause it’ll crush you
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| Begging me to hug you again? |
| That’s when I shush you
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| On an airplane, at a Knick game
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| Feel the same damn thing when I hug them (ha!)
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| Which is nothing, can’t trust them
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| Lose all respect when I hug them
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| Now guess who’s back in the motherfucking house
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| With a fat hug for your sweater and your blouse
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| Hugged so many ladies, arms shaky and shit
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| Because I’m the Wilt Chamberlain of the upper-body grip (hugs!)
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| 'Cause I get more hugs than a batch of puppy pugs
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| Sitting on a fluffy rug, getting tickled, touchy-rubbed (oh, shit!)
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| Real talk, like you chatting with a fisherman
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| Wrap these chicks up like a motherfucking swisher, man
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| (Hugs)
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| This ain’t love girl, 'cause this hug world (world)
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| Is just a big Game of Thrones
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| We the king of the castle, got arms like a lasso
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| But you can’t hug a rolling stone
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| I be hugging on your mama, especially when your daddy’s gone
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| Wearing his pajamas, I know you thinking that is wrong
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| I don’t care what’s under, I’m concentrating on her back
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| I just wanna hug your mama in her Subaru Hatchback
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| Put her in a fingerfold, yes, I’m a hug gigolo
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| Now she tells her Tupperware friends to let their sisters know
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| That I give more hugs than Atlas had shrugs
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| Rest my head on her shoulder while your man mean mugs
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| We get hugs
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| We had fun, girl, but don’t get sprung, girl (oh)
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| Just because I hugged you raw (I hugged you raw)
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| We can do a group thing, bring Sarah and Susan (Susan)
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| And we can have a hug-a-trois (hug-a-trois)
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| So quit trying to own my hugs
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| I gave you these arms on loan, so come give me a hug
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| The waistline and above, when push come to shove (and above, hey)
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| You can’t hug a rolling stone
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| Come here, give me a hug
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| Come here, give me a hug
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| Come here, give me a hug
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| Come here, give me a hug
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| Huggy Bear P, bitches |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hugs , by - The Lonely Island. Song from the album The Wack Album, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп