TJ Miller, Bo Burnham - Ying Yang Friends (The Extended Play E.P. ) lyrics
[TJ Miller, Bo Burnham - Ying Yang Friends The Extended Play E.P. lyrics]
Ying yang friends
TJ!
Bo Burnham love this dude friends forever
Right man?
Yeah, bro
Ebony and Ivory 'Cept we both Ivory
Motherfuckers!
Yeah, man hear that beat? That's heavy
Man that's heavy
We gotta respect one another
I respect his work, y'all
I respect his family
Yeah, I'll respect your families, y'all
It's the illest, still silliest Dr seuss
I fuck witches, bitches
Make Goody Proctor loose
Yea, I went to the zoo, man I fisted a goose
And while my hand was inside it
I threw up the deuce
Bruce die hard "Whatchu talkin' 'bout
Willis?" i'm the fresh young kid
You the saggy old Phyllis
Diller kid I'm the DJ killer
Now I'm passing the mic off to TJ Miller
What!
It's the silliest, illiest illiest Dr seuss
I fuck witches make Doctors Proctors loose
I went to the zoo man, and fisted a goose
Man when my hand was inside her
I threw up two fingers die hard!
Yo, Teej, those are my rhymes, dude
And stealin' my rhymes, dude
Is borderline rude
What are you talking about
Man? What's the deal
I mean, if the Beasty Boys do it
They say the same-
No, the Beasty Boys emphasize
Words at the end-
Saying the same words ok fine, all right
I'll do something different okay
Yo, Teej, that's my rhymes
Dude and stealin' my rizz-ums
Is borderline rude
You're joking, right? That's the same-
No, I'm singing that's the chorus
I'm doing the chorus now
That's now how, okay, I'll give you a word
Just, rhymejust rhyme a word look
The best duo around, ain't no one bigga
I wanna give a shout-out to all my niggas!
No, dude, we can't fucking say that
Are you serious?
What? You said it yesterday in the car!
I was- okay i was singing along
To the song that I enjoy
Whatever, man you said it in the car
When you say it in the car
You say it outdoors!
Yo, are you, like
In one of your moods today or whatever?
Yeah, mood y'know
I get it i'm always in a mood i'm always-
Well, it seems like- all right, just please
Rap can you just start rapping?
Oh yeah, no sure i'll rap i love rapping
Okay, go
I got so much sadness, so much shame
'Cause when we go on stage
They always scream your name
No look no, man no one's leavin' you out
It's just, "Bo, Bo!" is easy to shout
When we share hotel rooms
I feel like a creep
'Cause, I like masturbating while
Watching you sleep
Yo, that's fucked up, dude
Man, you said, "Bo, trust me"
Now I know why all my pillows are crusty
I'm really, really worried and a bit annoyed
It seems you're sending signals like some
Fucked up Sigmund Freud shit
I'll never be like you
You'll always be better
Yo, just wake me up next
Time we'll jack off together!
What? No, that's not what I wanna do!
We can rent a movie or something
Come on, don't be weird, man
It's just difficult because obviously
You're the better rapper
No, it's not-
Yeah, in this situation
Better is a stupid word we
Balance each other out
I'm not some special needs kid, okay
No- well, all right
Yeah, there's always one person that's better
Can we just-
You're Justin Timberlake
I'm the rest of N'Sync
Ying Yang Friends! 1, 2
Punch hungry still? Here's some lunch
We're Dodo ring like Fodo
Quasimodo got a hunch
Mess with us, we'll fuck your
Daughter, take her out, break her water
Now Teej, please, make the track even hotter
I can't 'cause you're the better man
Everybody likes you and the plan
Is always your decision, you're the best
Look at TJ, make fun of his sweatervest
When girls wanna sleep with you
They talk to me then you tell them, "Hey
Walk over here with me"
Then you make out with them when clearly
I was talking to her all night at the bar
Clearly a very attractive red head
Who is into photography
It seems like you have issues that
You need to work out
Before you step out into the recording studio
Well, then, why don't I work them out
On my own i get it, okay it's over
We done here?
Yeah, we're done
Don't let the door hit you on the
Time you go out of the exit
Yo, yo, yo
Ying yang friends
Let's do this again!
Yeah!
Friends forever! 'Til the end, motherfuckers
See you tomorrow?
Peace