Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Punch You In The Jeans, artist - The Lonely Island. Album song Incredibad, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Punch You In The Jeans |
These days, a lot a cats is outta line |
Seems to me, like they need to get punched |
Yeah, but where you gonna punch em? |
Yo, the choice is obvious |
I’ll punch you in the jeans |
I’ll punch you in the jeans |
This is not a case of man vs machine |
You think that you’re safe, thought you got away clean? |
I’ll roll up on you smooth and punch you in the jeans |
I got my fists clenched, gonna throw a haymaka |
Rockin your slacks from here to jaimaica |
Shake in your boots, cuz I’m the earthquaka |
Bringin those jeans round here was a mistaka |
I gotta vendetta, it’s against your jeans (yeah) |
Gonna put my knuckles up against the seams |
They can be on your legs or on the clothesline |
But when I see the zipper and cloth, it’s go time! |
And I’m zeroed in, I got the tunnel vision |
Gonna cover you in shit like a ton of pigeons |
Man I hate your jeans, I’m gonna bruise that denim |
It really doesn’t matter as long as you’re in em' |
Yo we’ll punch your jeans, we’ve said it before |
Best believe this is not a metaphor |
Better watch your back, cuz we’re on the creep |
And we won’t stop till your jeans are six feet deep! |
Man I’ll murder your jeans, I’ll feed em to the fishes |
Heres what I’d do, if I had three wishes |
Punch your jeans, on all three counts |
It would bring me satisfaction in large amounts |
If I had three wishes I would do the same |
We see eye to eye in this jean punch game |
I’d lay em in a field, where there’s chemical sprayin |
But I’d punch em first, yo that goes without sayin (yeah) |
Acid wash pleats or a nifty cuff |
It’s just another jean for my fist to stuff |
Throwin fistacuffs, eat pants like bag lunches |
Jeans pronounced dead |
Cause of death? |
Hecka punches! |
Yo we’ll punch your jeans, we’ve said it before |
Best believe this is not a metaphor |
You got somethin to say, we got the proper retorts |
Beat your jeans so bad that they’ll wish they were shorts |
Gonna revise your Levi’s with physical harm |
Put divets in the rivets with my physical arm |
Gonna beat those jeans, gonna dip em in slime |
Turn your 501s into 499s |
When I punch a jean I like to imagine a face |
The fly is the nose and the balls are the base of the face |
You got taste and it shows my man |
God damn your jean brand got me throwin my hands |
Gonna go back in time, find the man who made jeans |
And choke him to death, if you know what I mean |
Yo I know what you mean, so keep your jeans on a hush |
Breakout, before you get bumrushed |
Yo we’ll punch your jeans, we’ve said it before |
Best believe this is not a metaphor |
So take off your jeans, and reverse the curse |
Cuz we the best jean punchers in the universe |
(It really doesn’t matter as long as you’re in em') |