The first 2.5 minutes of this song are missing. The lyrics are:
I feel like hip-hop,used to be a voice for the voiceless, you know?
And now it's become, at least in the mainstream, a symbol of misogyny, gay-panning, fiscal irresponsibility...
so I figure, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em.
In the club I'm VIP
I got a fake moustache and a fake ID
I look like Wooly Willy
with a really wooly willy and I
bypass the bouncer,
passed by an ex and I flex and bounce her, wow's her
look at all of Bo's hoes
looking for a ride on Bo's hose
and I spot a little latino
booty so big call it Oprah's ego
we go do it through it she says
"dios mio mi amigo"
pull it out stick it in your mouth
but I bust in the back of ya
swallow bitch!
there's people starving in Africa
Single every single day
Do it every single way
Make the single ladies say
Oh Bo
And if I were gay
Though I swear I'm straight
I'd make the fellas say...
You're an ice-cream sundae with a cherry on top
but careful cherry cause I'm the king of pop
pop pop pop goes my weasel
now you look like Jackson Pollock's easel
my suggestion is
you don't blow till you know what congestion is
swallow and you know what digestion is
follow Bo, the only question is
Have you been splattered before by the mad-hatter matador?
cake batter nevermore
it don't matter whether you're
Spanish, French, Swedish, or Cambodian
I'll slime you so hard you could be on Nickelodeon
Single every single day
Do it every single way
Make the single ladies say
Oh Bo
And if I were gay
Though I swear I'm straight
I'd make the fellas say
Oh Bo
You think that you can handle me
Girl don't make me laugh
I said, my junk is bipolar
it'll split you in half, yeah
and if you're lucky, I might just bring you home
and I'll have you goin' down like you're growin' an extra chromosome
And when you grab me, don't grab me by my buns
cause I've got a bad case of the runs
I got the runs x2
The first 2.5 minutes of this song are missing. The lyrics are:
I feel like hip-hop,used to be a voice for the voiceless, you know? And now it's become, at least in the mainstream, a symbol of misogyny, gay-panning, fiscal irresponsibility... so I figure, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em.
In the club I'm VIP I got a fake moustache and a fake ID I look like Wooly Willy with a really wooly willy and I bypass the bouncer, passed by an ex and I flex and bounce her, wow's her look at all of Bo's hoes looking for a ride on Bo's hose and I spot a little latino booty so big call it Oprah's ego we go do it through it she says "dios mio mi amigo" pull it out stick it in your mouth but I bust in the back of ya swallow bitch! there's people starving in Africa
Single every single day Do it every single way Make the single ladies say Oh Bo And if I were gay Though I swear I'm straight I'd make the fellas say...
You're an ice-cream sundae with a cherry on top but careful cherry cause I'm the king of pop pop pop pop goes my weasel now you look like Jackson Pollock's easel my suggestion is you don't blow till you know what congestion is swallow and you know what digestion is follow Bo, the only question is Have you been splattered before by the mad-hatter matador? cake batter nevermore it don't matter whether you're Spanish, French, Swedish, or Cambodian I'll slime you so hard you could be on Nickelodeon
Single every single day Do it every single way Make the single ladies say Oh Bo And if I were gay Though I swear I'm straight I'd make the fellas say Oh Bo
You think that you can handle me Girl don't make me laugh I said, my junk is bipolar it'll split you in half, yeah and if you're lucky, I might just bring you home and I'll have you goin' down like you're growin' an extra chromosome
And when you grab me, don't grab me by my buns cause I've got a bad case of the runs I got the runs x2
I typed the beginning but it must have copied it wrong or something. Fixed shortly!
I typed the beginning but it must have copied it wrong or something. Fixed shortly!