Oh Bo – Bo Burnham in Edinburgh

It’s Bo Yo – Lyrics Down Here. hittin a club up, VIP a got a fake moustache and fake ID i look like wooly willy with a really wooly willy and i bypass the bouncer, pass by an ex and i flex and bounce her, wowzers look at all of bo’s hoes, looking for a ride on bo’s hose and i spot a little latina, 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, 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, oh bo. and if i were gay, though i swear i’m straight i’d make the fellas say, oh 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. 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, nevermore, it don’t matter whether you’re spanish, french, swedish or cambodian i’ll slime you so hard you could be on nickelodeon. chorus. you think that you can handle me, girl don’t make me laugh my junk is bipolar, it’ll split you in half. and if you’re lucky, i might just bring you home, and i’ll have you going down like you’re growing an extra chromosome. and when you love me, don’t grab me by my buns, cause i got a bad case of the runs …
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