I don't know if all boy scouts are gays But 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 (stalk) it, And girl, if you're into a rimmin', it's only safe if you're swimmin', And girl, don't sit on the couch, 'cause I treat my objects like women. I spit fire like I just blew a demon My shit's so hot, I'll leave your toilet bowl steamin' Girl I'm gonna tear it (tarot), like the cards of the gypsies You'll bleed for so long you'll get monthly ellipses. If the pants are loose, girl I'll replete (re-pleat) ya. You're a first time vegan and it's nice to meet (meat) ya
I'm Bo, yo And I'm the greatest rapper ever And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not Think you're better, you're not Don't need a sweater, I'm hot I'm a real G, shawty that can really find your G-spot (What the hell's a G-spot?)
Go to a vagina orchard, count 1, 2, 3 Spin that plant around, you got a third world country (whirled c*nt tree) That's right, consider yourself warned I'm offensive and creative like handicapped porn You're playing with your breasts, excuse me, can I try it ma'am? You're pushin' 'em together like a titty Venn diagram Look at that crack, 'scuse me, can I buy a gram? Right below your diaphragm, ass looks like you're hidin' ham.
First base, we're making out 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 My flow's so cold I need a tampon from a polar bear Cause you can smell and spell my stink B.O. lingers and it makes you think
Cause I'm Bo, yo And I'm the greatest rapper ever And I'll weather your weather-whether you think I'm clever or not Think you're better, you're not Don't need a sweater, I'm hot You got two eyes, only got one shot, yeah Yo
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. 'Cause I skeet her so hard you could call her Patty Mayonnaise. My girl is epileptic, 'cause she's the one I'm jerkin' with Come on, you Asian child laborer, show me what you're 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 can't have sex with members of different sects But you can't have sex with members of the same sex So if the sects can't be different, 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 I'm the greatest rapper ever And I'll weather your weather-whether you think I'm clever or not Think you're better, you're not Don't need a sweater, I'm hot If I can't think of another rhyme, then I ought to think of one Yeah, break this down, man Yo, yo
Look past the skin and look to the lyrics I run miracle circles around you like spherical lyrics This isn't about ironic pigment If you're imagining this, then I'm a chronic figment, yeah Feel it, ready? 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. Haters call me gay, but that ain't hatin' 'Cause I'm not homophobic, my morals are straight and If I'm in the closet, then you are below me (blow me) Takin' the B-A-T out of basement, homie
Yo, 'cause I'm Bo, yo I'm the greatest rapper ever And I'll weather your weather-whether you think I'm clever or not Think you're better, you're not Don't need a sweater, I'm hot I'm a real G, that can really find your G-spot Yeah, yeah, yo, yo I'm a real G homie that can really find your G-spot, oh I'm representing you I'm representing the people from the 01982, yoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.