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bo burnham - words, words, words (live) كلمات الأغنية

i’m a feminine eminem, a slim shady lady
but nice cause i texted haiti
90 lady cops on the road, and i’m arrested for doing 80
like hamlet, all about words, words, words
divide a whole into thirds, thirds, thirds
i’m a gay sea otter
i blow other dudes out of the water

i’m the man m-ffin, diving, m-ffin,
cold and fly like an arctic puffin,
puffin’ whacky tobaccy
hating other rappers like i’m helga pataki
and i’ve been rocking this mic before electricity
way back in 1000 bce
that’s before the common era, era, era, era, (era era)

oh i can’t be stopped, flow so sick that it should be mopped up
chick’s got a dixie cup, i got a d-ck full of helium, i’ll f-ck you up
a boy, a girl, a middle aged b-tch, botox in the third person
i give the perspective a switch and bo talks in the third person
just relax, if you want to know me, here’s two facts:

i hate catchy choruses and i’m a hypocrite
hungry, hungry hypocrite
i hate catchy choruses and i’m a hypocrite

met a girl named macy, had s-x with her all day
but she was dyslexic, so i ended up doin the ymca
we balling, asian, wii bowling, prostate cancer semi-colon
find that hole like i’m stephen hawking,
atticus finch, killing, mocking

cry, like a child would, you raped my childhood
just stroll in, rollin’ your pole into rolie polie olie’s colon
to relax my mind, i take a walk by the clock and i p-ss the time and
rhyming, mathematical timing, syntax impacts the intact hymen
i’m an internet provider, came from the web like a h-rny spider
kissed a girl in an apple orchard, then slipped in cider

i thought aids was a b-tt virus like conjunction junction, conjunctivitis
i spit gold bars cause i was molested by my uncle midas
gay dads blow pops, another sucker
oedipus was the first mother f-cker

i hate catchy choruses and i’m a hypocrite
hungry, hungry hypocrite
i hate catchy choruses and i’m a hypocrite

we the people of the usa
jose, we’re not talking to you, essé
we got a border in order to keep you out
it’s what my nyu essay’s about

cause we’re, south of heaven, north of h-ll.
buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, sell
we guard the border and we guard it well
but some slip through the cracks of the liberty bell
did i say liberty? i meant taco, paco, hey you better let that rock go
cause in real life goliath wins
and then sells all the silk that the widow spins

one more time

i hate catchy choruses and i’m a hypocrite
hungry hungry hypocrite
i hate catchy choruses and i’m a hypocrite.

b-tches and hoes, bo’s hoes, yeah, b-tches and hoes, b-tches, hoes
b-tches and hoes don’t exist, because the hoes know bo’s a feminist
b-tches and hoes don’t exist, because the hoes know bo’s a feminist
so take off your bras and burn em, or you can let me burn em
take off your bras and burn em, or you can let bo burnham burn em
take off your bras and burn em, or you can let me burn em
take off your bras and burn em, burn-em, or you can let bo burnham burn em

- bo burnham

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