The Lonely Island - Hugs - commentary version lyrics

Hello? Hi, this is Bridget, should I come over later? I'm sorry, I don't know a Bridget Well that's not what you said when you hugged me last night! Ha! you think we're an item just because I gave you a hug? Trick, you better think again We are not gentlemen Yo, I'll hug a girl like it don't mean nothin' Then turn around and start huggin' her cousin I don't love 'em, end of the f**in' discussion Got 'em tucked between my wings like thanksgiving stuffing She wanna hug from behind I did it Then her friend jump in, I'm wit' it I hug 'em tighter than a tube top After that, it's just a matter of time Before the other shoe drop I get more hugs than Oprah selling d** And the drug was pure x no, Mary Jo s** Just hugs Don't get mad, girl, we get mad girls And we're hugging all over the world So don't catch feelings, it ain't love We're just the kings of giving out hugs And if you wanna settle down, you know you got us all wrong So we on to the next one, no disrespect, hon But you can't hug a rolling stone You can't hug a rolling stone cause it'll crush you Begging me to hug you again? that's when I shush you On an airplane, at a Knicks game Feel the same damn thing when I hug them Which is nothing Can't trust them, lose all respect when I hug them Now guess who's back in the motherf**ing house With a fat hug for your sweater and your blouse Hugged so many ladies, arms shaky and sh** Because I'm the Wilt Chamberlain of the upper-body grip Cause I get more hugs than a batch of puppy pugs Sitting on a fluffy rug, getting tickled touched and rubbed (Oh sh**!) Real talk, like you chatting with a fisherman Wrap these chicks up like a motherf**ing swisher, man This ain't love girl, because this hug world Is just a big game of thrones We be king of the castle, got arms like a la**o But you can't hug a rolling stone I been hugging on your mama Especially when your daddy's gone Wearing his pajamas I know you thinking that is wrong I don't care what some does I'm concentrating on her back I just wanna hug your mama in her Subaru hatchback Put her in a figure-4, yes I'm a hug gigolo Now she tells her Tupperware friends to let their sisters know That I give more hugs than atlas had shrugs (Brush my head on her shoulder) While your man mean mugs (We get hugs) We had fun, girl, but don't get sprung, girl Just because I hugged you raw We can do a group thing, bring Sarah and suan And we can have a hug-a-trois So quit trying to own my hugs I gave you these arms on loan So come give me a hug The waistline and above When push comes to shove You can't hug a rolling stone Hug yo' bad p, b**hes