Why don't you go into the next And getting undressed? your pleasure?
Fat sweaty Betty, the ain't nothing new Her mom's to babysit me back when we was two We'd go to the playground and to the rink And we'd go under the And she'd let me hit the stank, uh
She moved across town and never back Until the day, I seen her at the Chicken Shack She said her name was Betty, I believe this shit The sexy little girl is now a fat sweaty
She said, "Hey, J, me how you've been?" She had a piece of chicken stuck to her chin I her, "Hold still," and flicked it off her face and said "Betty, oh, Betty, what you say we leave place?"
I took her back to the and hit it all night I let my fingers run across the rip of Eww! It was nasty, but I let it bother me She rolled over, fucking the wind out of me
I breathe, she wouldn't stop, I'm almost dead I took the lamp, and bust it on her head We got dressed, I gave her a little kiss Fat sweaty Betty, my fat sweaty pie
Fat Betty Tell me you're ready Fat sweaty Tell me when you're
Big fat of shit people call Betty Flabs of fat on her back, her neck, Boogers running down her all over her lips Can't tell the difference her titties to her hips
But fuck all that, 'cuz I see the neden I had to see the cat, the cheesey cheena Rode my to her house, hey yo, Betty lemme in I'm some snack cakes, bitch lemme in
I can hear her coming down the She up the door in her motherfucking underwear's Ugh, shit, fuck I'm turning But no, the shut And shes for the cake snacks
I said, "Relax, hoe, I'm here, I'm You can have the candy, first you gotta a bit I need a favor, on, Betty, drop them drawls Ah, I knew it, Betty had
Oh, no, here that ass From the top of the dresser with the Yoka Zuna I wish I never came, oh boy do I See Fat Betty, the sweaty fat bitch
Fat Betty I you like spaghetti I know you like So tell me you're ready, baby
Fat Betty Tell me you're ready Tell me you're ready for a cheeseburger Pizza pie, TV dinner, chicken,
Fat sweaty I gets it all, I it all for ya, baby I work at Farmer On the dinner floor,
Fat sweaty I it home, I cook it in a microwave I it to ya Just let me get some skins
Fat Betty 'Cuz I don't I wanna hit the I hit the For a turkey meal
Fat sweaty 'Cuz I care You I'm not afraid to cook Take off your And let me lick your foot
Fat sweaty I'll rub you down, rub you down the right way I hear a Apple in the microwave
Fat Betty I at Farmer Jack, I at A and P and yes I do My heavy wanna be with me
Fat Betty Ya wanna be me Ya be with me Ya want chili fries in a filly
Fat Betty You gotta wait, wait 'till the is right Let me count the bubbles In your
Fat sweaty You some Burger King You want Hungry Jack You want some beans You want a snack
Fat Betty You some Dominoes You want a Way You kick it to the sugar daddy J
Fat Betty You want some lucky You some mashed potatoes Let me hit the now And feed you later
Fat Betty Because I I know you a lunchable Something munchable
Fat sweaty How 'bout some Bell How 'bout a pizza How some chicken fingers And a bowl of rice (Fat Betty)