Ylvis – Pressure lyrics

Hey hey, what's up my man!
Hey, what up!
You know, I’m trying to open this motherfucking bottle
What?
It won’t open!
Ah, come on, you gotta put some pressure on it
Check this out, right here

Hey
Pressure
One thing stays the same
No matter what you do

Negotiating peace in the Middle East
Or if you squeeze on yo’ motherfuckin’ soap machine
You gotta
Put the right amount of pressure on it
You gotta
Put the right amount of pressure on it
Pressure on it
Do you like it when your taco gets fucked, baby
Too much pressure make them shells go boom, baby
When you’re pimpin’ up your Mona Lisa
Easy, boy!
Put the right amount of pressure on it
Gonna show you something freaky now
I’m a show you, show you how
How it’s all related to the pressure and the pushing
And the squeezing from your fingers
Now!
(Na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na na)

Put the right amount of pressure on it
Pressure on it
Put the right amount of pressure on it baby
(Na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na na)
Put the right amount of pressure on it
Pressure on it
Put the right amount of pressure on it

Just because your son ain’t got no legs
It doesn’t mean he can’t compete in the Olympic Games
With the right amount of pressure on
Hell yeah, he’ll be runnin’ like a normal son
You want your girl to try something new
Three girls at the time sound good to you
We both know how it’s gonna end
I’m gonna press
Press, press, press, press, press
Press until I
All the ladies in the club do the pressure dance
All the hustlers on the floor do the pressure hands
Stina Beate, do the special move!
Whoa!
That’s a special move

(Na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na na)
Put the right amount of pressure on it
Pressure on it
Put the right amount of pressure on it
Come on ladies
(Na na na na na na na)
Whateva, girls
(Na na na na na na na)
Put the right amount of pressure on it
Pressure on it
Put the right amount of pressure on it
As I was looking at the sky above
I realized I was falling in love
Pressure is the meaning of life
I wanna marry it and make it my wife
Have lots of little pressure kids
Go on lots of little pressure trips
To the pressure hills, watch the pressure sun, going down
While we’re kissin’ using pressure tongue!
(Na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na na)

Put the right amount of pressure on it
Pressure on it
Put the right amount of pressure on it baby
(Na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na na)
Put the right amount of pressure on it
Pressure on it
Put the right amount of pressure on it
(Na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na na)
Put the right amount of pressure on it
Pressure on it
Put the right amount of pressure on it
(Na na na na na na na)
You’re doing CPR on a baby’s chest
It’s fo’ real, dawg!
Put the right amount of pressure on it
Pressure on it
Put the right amount of pressure on it
And I’m out!
Yeah

It’s all about the amount of pressure, bitches
Put it in
And fuckin’ get it out
And back in again
And fuckin’ get it out