I don't know if all Boy Scouts are gays
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They could probably tie the knot in, like, fifty different ways
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I got a safe full o' cherries, 'cause I pop it and lock it,
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A girl's like a fridge, once a week, you should stock it.
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Girl, if you're into rimmin', it's only safe if you're swimmin',
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But, girl, don't sit on that couch 'cause I treat my objects like women.
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I spit fire like I just blew a demon,
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My shit's so hot, I'll leave your toilet bowl steamin'.
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I'm gonna tear it [tarot], like the cards of the gypsies,
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You'll bleed for so long you'll get monthly ellipses.
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If your pants are loose, I'll replete ya.
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You're a first time vegan and it's nice to meet [meat] ya.
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I'm Bo, yo,
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And I'm the greatest rapper ever,
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And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not,
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Think you're better, you're not,
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Don't need a sweater, I'm hot,
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I'm a real G-shawty that can really find your G-spot.
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Woah, yeah...
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...Hey, what the fuck's a G-spot?
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Go to a vagina orchard, count one, two, three.
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Spin that plant around you got a third-world country [cunt-tree].
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That's right, consider yourself warned,
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I'm offensive and creative like handicapped porn.
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You're playing with your breasts, excuse me, can I try it ma'am?
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You're pushin' 'em together like a titty venn diagram.
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Look at that crack, excuse me can I buy a gram?
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Right below your diaphragm,
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Ass looks like you're hidin' ham.
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First base, we're making out.
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Second base, I'm getting faked out.
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Said, third base, I'm getting take out.
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And I'd try to take it home if I knew I'd take it out,
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But I just don't know, I said I just don't care,
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I said my flow's so cold I need a tampon from a polar bear.
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And you can spell and smell my stink,
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B.O. lingers and it makes you think.
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'Cause I'm Bo, yo
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And I'm the greatest rapper ever,
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And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not,
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Think you're better, you're not,
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Don't need a sweater I'm hot,
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I'm a real G-shawty that can really find your G-spot.
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Woah, yeah...
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...provided that you point me in the general direction.
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'Cause girls are like donuts when I be bustin' Bo nuts,
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I can make 'em cream-filled or give them a layer of glaze.
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I'm like Doug's friend Skeeter whenever I meet her,
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Because I skeet her so hard people call her Patty Mayonnaise.
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(Oh, Nickelodeon and cum, what?)
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I'm blowin' up like I thought I would,
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I'm circumcised 'cause i don't cum from the hood.
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My girl is epileptic cause she's the one I'm jerkin with,
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Come on, you Asian child-laborer, show me what you're workin' with.
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Ooh, large machinery.
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'Cause there's an inverse relationship between respect and sects
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I'm talking 'bout religious sects like a Mormon sect,
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That says you can't have sex with members of different sects, but you can't have sex with members of the same sex,
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So if the sects can't be different and the sex can't be same, then the only sex left is some left-hand shame.
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And girl I left you cause you left the game and if that don't feel right, then you can write my name.
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'Cause I'm Bo, yo,
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And I'm the greatest rapper ever,
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And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not,
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Think you're better, you're not,
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Don't need a sweater, I'm hot,
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I'm a real G that can really find your G-spot.
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Woah, yeah...oh, but I'm inadequate.
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Have I gotten that point across yet? How original
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Yo, my junk's so long that it hangs and swings,
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So at the nude beach people think I'm lookin for lost rings.
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Play the skin flute, your big boy sings,
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And if you want to take it all, wear African neck-rings.
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(They make your neck longer 'cause my... fuck it)
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Haters call me gay, but that ain't hatin'.
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'Cause im not homophobic, my morals are straight,
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And if I'm in the closet, then you are below me,
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Taking the B-A-T out of basement, homey
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'Cause I'm Bo, yo,
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And I'm the greatest rapper ever,
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And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not,
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Think you're better, you're not,
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Don't need a sweater,
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I'm a real G that can really find your what now.
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Oh, yeah... well I' |