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Now 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 its only safe if you’re swimming,
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 shits so hot I leave the 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 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 hot
I’m a real G shawty that can really find your g spot

Go to a
v****a 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
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 scuse me can I buy a gram?
Right below your diaphragm, a** looks like your hidin ham.

First base, were 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

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 hot
I’m a real G shawty that can really find your g spot

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
Common you Asian child laborer show me what you’re workin with…

‘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, and the sex can’t be same, then the only sex left is some left hand shame
And girl I left you cause u left the game and if that don’t feel right then u can write my name

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 hot
I’m a real G shawty that can really find your g spot

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.

My junks 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 you’re 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

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 hot
I’m a real G shawty that can really find your g spot