Bo Burnham - Oh Bo (Words Words Words ) lyrics
[Bo Burnham - Oh Bo Words Words Words lyrics]
Thank you guys so much for coming to the show
I'm gonna leave you with this
You guys are a great crowd
If you didn't like the show, though, remember
When life gets you down: Make a comforter
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 panic, Fiscal irresponsibility
You know? So I figure
If you can't beat 'em join 'em
Hittin' the club up VIP
I got a fake mustache and a fake ID
I look like Woolly Willy
With a really woolly willy, and I
Bypass the bouncer
Pass by an ex and I flex and bounce her
Wowser look at all of Bo's hoes
Lookin' 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 mia, mi amigo!"
Pull it out, stick it in your mouth
And 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 "Oooh Bo!"
And if I were gay
Though I swear I'm straight
I'd make the fellas say
"Oooh Bo!" I said "Oooh Bo!"
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
Yeah, my suggestion is
You don't blow 'til you
Know what congestion is
Swallow when you know what digestion is
Follow Bo, the only question is
Have you been splattered before
By the Mad Hatter matador?
Cake batter, never more
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
And if I were gay
Though I swear I'm straight
I'd make the fellas say
"Oooh Bo!" i said "Oooh Bo!"
I said "Oooh 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 going down
Like you're growin' an extra chromosome
And when you grab me
Don't grab me by my buns
Cause, I got a bad case of the ru-runs
I got the runs i got the ru-uuns
Single every single day
Do it every single way
Make the single ladies say "Oooh Bo!"
And if I were oh, so if I were
Yeah, and if I were
I wanna break it down for ya'll
I came from the streets, with nothin'
Now I'm makin' hit records
For my people still livin' in the streets
Still livin' in poverty, I wanna tell you
I'm doin' this for you
My success is your success
And I know you may be thinkin'
"Hey, if you really believe that
Why don't you use some of your money
To help rebuild the neighborhood
Instead of putting spinning rims on
A gold jet ski?" and to that I say
Uh, chorus is comin' up
Single every single day
Do it every single way
Make the single ladies say "Oooh Bo!"
And if I were oh, so if I were
Yeah, and if I were
You gotta fume like a tuna
I'll smell ya later i met a fat chick
And I fucked her in an elevator
It was wrong on so many levels
It was wrong on so many levels
It was wrong on
I'm gonna leave you with this
You guys are a great crowd
If you didn't like the show, though, remember
When life gets you down: Make a comforter
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 panic, Fiscal irresponsibility
You know? So I figure
If you can't beat 'em join 'em
Hittin' the club up VIP
I got a fake mustache and a fake ID
I look like Woolly Willy
With a really woolly willy, and I
Bypass the bouncer
Pass by an ex and I flex and bounce her
Wowser look at all of Bo's hoes
Lookin' 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 mia, mi amigo!"
Pull it out, stick it in your mouth
And 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 "Oooh Bo!"
And if I were gay
Though I swear I'm straight
I'd make the fellas say
"Oooh Bo!" I said "Oooh Bo!"
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
Yeah, my suggestion is
You don't blow 'til you
Know what congestion is
Swallow when you know what digestion is
Follow Bo, the only question is
Have you been splattered before
By the Mad Hatter matador?
Cake batter, never more
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
And if I were gay
Though I swear I'm straight
I'd make the fellas say
"Oooh Bo!" i said "Oooh Bo!"
I said "Oooh 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 going down
Like you're growin' an extra chromosome
And when you grab me
Don't grab me by my buns
Cause, I got a bad case of the ru-runs
I got the runs i got the ru-uuns
Single every single day
Do it every single way
Make the single ladies say "Oooh Bo!"
And if I were oh, so if I were
Yeah, and if I were
I wanna break it down for ya'll
I came from the streets, with nothin'
Now I'm makin' hit records
For my people still livin' in the streets
Still livin' in poverty, I wanna tell you
I'm doin' this for you
My success is your success
And I know you may be thinkin'
"Hey, if you really believe that
Why don't you use some of your money
To help rebuild the neighborhood
Instead of putting spinning rims on
A gold jet ski?" and to that I say
Uh, chorus is comin' up
Single every single day
Do it every single way
Make the single ladies say "Oooh Bo!"
And if I were oh, so if I were
Yeah, and if I were
You gotta fume like a tuna
I'll smell ya later i met a fat chick
And I fucked her in an elevator
It was wrong on so many levels
It was wrong on so many levels
It was wrong on