Bo Burnham - Words Words Words lyrics

rate me

1st Verse)

I'm a Feminine Eminem, a Slim Shady lady,

But nice 'coz I texted Haiti,

90 Lady cops on the road and I'm arrested for doing 80,

Like Hamlet all about words words words,

Divide a hole into thirds thirds thirds,

I'm a gay sea otter, I blow other dudes outta the water,

I'm the man muffin divin' muffin cold and fly like an artic puffin puffin' wacky tobacky, hatin' other Rappers like I'm Helda Petacci,

And I've been Rockin' this mike before e-lec-tri-ci-ty,

Way back in 1000 BCE,

That's before the Common Era Era Era Era ERA ERA OOOH,

I can't be stopped. Flow so sick that it should be mopped up,

Chicks got a Dixie cup, I gotta dick full of Helium I'll fuck you up,

A Boy a Girl a middle aged Bitch, Botox in the third person,

I give the perspective of switch and, Bo talks in the third person,

Just relax, if you wanna know me here's two facts,

(Chorus)

I hate catchy choruses and I'm a hypocrite,

Hungry hungry hippo-crite,

I hate catchy choruses and I'm a hypocrite,

(2nd verse)

Met a girl named Macy,

I had sex with her all day,

But she was Dyslectic,

So I ended up doing the Y.M.C.A.

We ballin' asian, wii bowling, prostate cancer, semi colon,

Find that hole like I'm Stephen Hawking,

Atticus Finch, killing, mocking

Cry like a child would,

You raped my childhood,

Just strollin', rollin' your pole into Rolie Polie Olie's colon.

To relax my mind,

I take a walk by the clock and I pass the time n,

Rhymin', mathematical timin', syntax impacts the intact hymen,

I'm an internet provider. Came from the web like a horny spider,

Fucked a girl in an apple orchid and came in cider (inside her)

I thought aids was a butt virus,

Like conjunction junction conjunctivitis,

I spit gold bars coz I was molested by my uncle Midas,

Gay Dads Blow Pops, another sucker,

Oedipus was the first Motherfucker,

(Chorus)

I hate catchy choruses and I'm a hypocrite, (hypocrite)

Hungry hungry hippo-crite,

I hate catchy choruses and I'm a hypocrite, (hypocrite)

(3rd Verse)

We the people of the USA,

Jose, we're not talkin' to you, esse!

We got a border in order to keep you out,

It's what my NYU essay's about.

Coz were xenophobic, warrior princess,

Molested by my uncle Sam, is that incest,

"I WANT YOU" to smell my finger,

Does my nephews scent still linger,

South of queers, North of Hell,

The queer ones sucked and the Brown ones smell,

We guard the border and we guard it well,

But some slipped through the cracks of the liberty bell,

Did I say liberty? I meant Taco,

Paco hey you better let that rock go,

Coz in real life Goliath wins,

And then sells all the silk that the widow spins,

One more time

(Chorus)

I hate catchy choruses and I'm a hypocrite, (hypocrite)

Hungry hungry hippo-crite,

I hate catchy choruses and I'm a hypocrite, (hypocrite)

Yeah break it down now, what

Bitches and hoes,

Bo's Hoes ohhh Bitches and hoes,

Bitches, hoes, (repeats)

Bitches and hoes don't exist,

Because the hoes know Bo's a Feminist, (Repeats)

So take off your bras and burn 'em,

Or you can let me burn 'em,

Take off your bras and burn 'em

Or you can let Bo Burnham Burn 'em (Repeats)

*speaks "Bitches -* (clears throat)

Thanks to moba98 for correcting these lyrics