Bo' Fo' Sho'_ Bo Burnham
Yo
Walkin' my poodles man it never gets old
With my dogs on my leash i got b**ches on the hold
A first aids kit that's a rhesus monkey
I bust more nuts than a pistachio junkie
All right get more a** than a giant donkey stable
Got more lines than whitney houston's coffee table
I get more head than grammar school lice
I'm like a walkin glacier i'm so decked out with ice
Did you poop a virgin cause that sh*t is tight
Jack ain't black barry ain't white
I do *** in the bedroom lie on your back
Cause i got the pipe and you got the crack
Though i'm sexually straight you're bound to find
I'm mentally gay cause i'll blow your mind
The parents be snicker'in "he shouldn't have written it"
But i'm constipated couldn't give a sh*t
Yo My name is bo fo sho
A born bostonian
Aryan librarian at the word smithsonian
The rap is scattered it hides its ingenuity
I gave it this little part to give it continuity
The fellas say
Hey moron pass the gin
Cause i'm an oxymoron breathing oxygen
Give me the bottle i'll chug two thirds
Cause you b**ches know fractions speak louder than words
Hey look at that ok
And the ladies say
Hey fellas i'm keepin' it tight and
If you play your cards right you can have me tonight
Should i blow you or beat you brass or percussion
Oh stop period end of discussion
My name is bo fo sho
A born bostonian
Aryan librarian at the word smithsonian
The rap is scattered it hides its ingenuity
I gave it this little part to give it continuity
Walking through the garden with food at my feet
Picked up the celery but dropped the beat
Ooh and then i picked it up
Let's end this thing right
Yo
We're in the hood ill take what you give me
Was einstein's theory good relatively
A smart queen's kingdumb it doesn't mix
A litter of literates a bunch of moby dicks
"get thee to a punnery" o-just to-pheelia
Take you with a condom "stainless-steal" ya
Half a pound of turkey breast
Half a pound of chicken tits
Why are only crackers staying at the Ritz
Poverty racism isn't it strange
That only the homeless are beggin' for change
I shocked Sherlock
What son
Rosa Parks didnt call "shotgun
Here's a bit of irony
A Ford Focus driver's got ADD
How'd i come to master all these things
Like a tampon thief i had to pull some strings
I had to pull some strings
That all right
