I Hate Your Pants Royce Da 5'9" (Ft. Kid Vishis)

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
Come away with me
Let's journey to a land where men are men
And I wish, that this all was a dream
Those skinny jeans, how do you get yo' balls in them things?
And the day that my son should want a pair
That's gon' be the same day that I put a gun to my head
And why would you want your booty to stick out?
Just be glad you're not in jail

[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"]
You are gay to me, and that's okay to me
But I still hate your pants
You're a fag to me, long as you're happy, B
But that don't mean I have to like your pants

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]
Where did you buy those things? Are those designer jeans?
'Cause I haven't seen 'em at Saks
And I wish, that this all was a dream
You got a crotch like a Ken doll in them jeans
And there's no way I should be able to see the imprint of your knees
And them jeans, make you look like you got big feet
And I wish that y'all would quit it with that dance
And I hope y'all go to hell