Mark Potsic - Punch You in the Jeans lyrics

[Intro] 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 [Hook] 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 [The Lonely Island] I got my fists clenched, gonna throw a haymaker Rockin' your slacks from here to Jamaica Shake in your boots, cause I'm the earthquaker Bringin those jeans 'round here was a mistake-ah 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 sh** 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 [Hook] Yo we'll punch your jeans, we've said it before Best believe this is not a metaphor Better watch your back, cause we're on the creep And we won't stop 'til your jeans are six feet deep [The Lonely Island] Man I'll murder your jeans, I'll feed 'em to the fishes Here's what I'd do, if I had three wishes Punch your jeans, on all three counts It would bring me satisfaction in large amounts YO! 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 washed pleats or a nifty cuff It's just another jean for my fist to stuff Throwin' fisticuffs, eat pants like bag lunches Jeans pronounced dead (Cause of d**h?) Hecka punches [Hook] 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 [The Lonely Island] 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 501's into 499's 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 d**h, if you know what I mean Yo I know what you mean, so keep your jeans on a hush And break out, before you get bumrushed [Hook] 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 Cause we the best jean punchers in the universe (It really doesn't matter as long as you're in 'em) (It really doesn't matter as long as you're in 'em)