Hey what’s up? How’s it going!? I’m just getting ready to go to the gym! Might join me? Okay, Okay, let’s go!!
I know this place that will make your muscles bigger.
Crunch, lift and flex.
Mixin protein with some water.
Sippin’ muscle milk.
Layin’ underneath the bench press. 210
Girls, check my pecs.
Tryin’ to get a little preview. What pervs!
You think you got some big muscles?
But we got more down at Jersey Shore.
Once you party with us.
You’ll be crawling on the floor down in Jersey Shore.
Jersey Guido Boys
got a lot of muscles.
Check out my hair,
got this do on lock.
Jersey Guido Boys,
I’ll freakin’ slap you.
Cryin’ on the phone to your mother,
boo hoo.
Hey man, let me help you out.
I’ll show you what’s it’s all about.
Gettin’ pumped,
and looking mean.
Laying on the beach with no sunscreen.
Italiano, that’s what I know.
I’ll be cookin’ lobsters, cause I’m a guido.
Jager bombs, fist pump. Jager bombs, fist pump.
Hit the gym, all day, and the party in Jersey.
I’m a juice-head, if you didn’t know.
A real live guido,
so welcome to the gun show.
Here’s the situation.
If you mess around with me or talk bad about my mommy.
I’m gonna smash your face in.
Just stick to GTL baby, gym, tannnin, laundry.
Hold on, a second
Hello?
Hey! I’m filming a movie, right now!
Ya! We’re doing a musical video!
Rolanda!
Would you start with me!
We’re doing a production!
I’m doing a music video
I’ll never hear the end of this!
Didn’t I pay to get your hair and nail did!
You got no respect for my passion!
I trying
I wanna be a De Niro someday!
I’ll pick you up latter
And I’m not coming in to say hi to your mother!
I gotta go!
Cook up some gobble goul!
Sorry about that!
Where were we?
Jersey Guido Boys,
got a lot of products.
Stylin’ my hair,
got this do on lock.
Jersey Guido Boys,
do a lot of sit ups.
This is the real situation.
First we start off by beating the ground,
bangin’ as the beat builds up in sound.
Cause that beat’s hittin’ us.
So we gotta beat up that beat.
Beat up the beat. Beat up the beat. Fist pump, fist pump, beat up the beat.
Beat up the beat. Beat up the beat. Fist pump, fist pump, beat up the beat.
Jersey Guido Boys,
we’re like gorillas.
Slammin’ Jager bombs till we drop.
Don’t you touch my hair, I’ll freakin’ slap you.
Cryin’ to your mother on the phone, boo hoo.
These are rules to live by:
Shave last minute,
haircut, day of.
Maybe some tannin’ and the gym.
You gotta do the Guido Handbook.
You can shut off the camera
I’m not talking anymore
You can still see the red light
Hey buddy I can still see the…
Shut it off!
Get out of here!
Take a walk buddy!
I’m gonna smack you so hard
That you’re gonna be home crying to your mother
(we are doing a production)