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"I'm Bo Yo Live" lyrics


Let's rock this shit.

I don't know if all boy scouts are gay
As they could probably "tie the knot" in like fifty different ways
I got a safe full o' cherries, cause I pop it and lock it,
A girl's like a fridge, once a week you should stock it,

Girl, if your into a rimmin its only safe if your swimming,
But girl don't sit on that couch 'cause I treat my objects like women.
I spit fire like I just blew a demon
My shits so hot I'll leave the toilet bowl steamin'

I'm gonna tear it, like the cards of the gypsies
Youth bleed for so long you'll get monthly ellipses.
If the pants are loose, I'll replete ya.
You're a first time vegan and it's nice to meet ya

I'm Bo yo
I'm the greatest rappa eva
And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not
Think your better your not
Don't need a sweater
I'm a real G shawty that can really find your G-spot
Woah yeah...What the fuck's a G-spot

Go to a Vagina orchard, count 1,2,3
Spin that plant around you got a third world country
Yo, that's right, consider yourself warned
I'm offensive and creative like handicapped porn

Your playing with your breasts, excuse me, can I try it ma'am?
Your pushin' 'em together like a titty Venn Diagram
Look at that crack excuse me can I buy a gram?
Right below your diaphragm, ass looks like your hidin' ham.

First base, we're making out
Yeah, second base, I'm getting faked out.
Third base, I'm getting take out
And I'd try to take it home if I knew I'd take it out

But I just don't know I said I just don't care
I said my flow's so cold I need a tampon from a polar bear
And you can spell and smell my stink
B.O. lingers and it makes you think

'Cause I'm Bo yo
And I'm the greatest rappa eva
And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not
Think your better your not
Don't need a sweater
I'm a real G shawty that can really find your G-spot
Woah yeah...provided that you point me in the general direction

'Cause girls are like donuts when I be bustin Bo nuts,
I can make em cream-filled or give them a layer of glaze
I'm like Doug's friend Skeeter whenever I meet her,
Because I skeet her so hard peaople call her Patty Mayonnaise.

Yo, hey, my girl is epileptic cause shes the one I'm jerkin with
Common you Asian child laborer show me what your workin' with...
Ooh, large machinery

'Cause there's an inverse relationship between respect and sects
I'm talking bout religious sects like a Mormon sect,
That says you cant have sex with members of different sects, but you cant have sex with members of the same sex
So if the sects cant be different and the sex can be same, then the only sex left is some left hand shame.
And girl I left you cause you left the game and if that don't feel right then you can write my name.

'Cause I'm Bo yo
And I'm the greatest rappa eva
(grumbling and mumbling) ...your not
Don't need a sweater I'm hot
Something about a G-...whatever

Yo, i said my junk's so long that it hangs and swings, so at the nude beach people think I'm lookin for lost rings
Play the skin flute while your big boy sings and if you want to take it all wear African neck rings.
(It makes your neck longer 'cause my dick...)

Yo, haters call me gay, but that aint hatin'
Cause im not homophobic, my morals are straight and
If I'm in the closet then you are below me
Takin the b-a-t out of basement, homey
(semen, it spells)

'Cause I'm Bo yo.

(from the audience) I love you
(Bo) My mum is here tonight

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