Why don't you go into the room And start getting What's your
Fat sweaty Betty, the ain't nothing new Her used to babysit me back when we was two We'd go to the and to the skating rink And go under the bleachers And let me hit the stank, well uh
She moved across town and never back Until the other day, I seen her at the Shack She her name was Betty, I can't believe this shit The little girl is now a fat sweaty bitch
She said, "Hey, J, me how you've been?" She had a piece of chicken gizzard stuck to her I her, "Hold still," and flicked it off her face and said "Betty, oh, Betty, what you say we leave place?"
I her back to the crib and hit it all night I let my run across the rip of cellulite Eww! It was nasty, but I let it bother me She over, fucking knocked the wind out of me
I couldn't breathe, she wouldn't stop, I'm almost I the lamp, and bust it on her fucking head We got dressed, I gave her a little goodbye Fat sweaty Betty, my fat sweaty pie
Fat Betty Tell me you're ready Fat sweaty me when you're ready
Big fat slop of shit people Betty Flabs of fat on her back, her neck, Boogers running down her nose all over her Can't the difference from her titties to her hips
But fuck all that, 'cuz I wanna see the I had to see the cat, the cheesey cheden Rode my to her house, hey yo, Betty lemme in I'm packing some snack cakes, bitch in
I can hear her down the stairs She opened up the door in her underwear's Ugh, shit, fuck I'm back But no, the door And shes going for the snacks
I said, "Relax, hoe, I'm here, I'm You can have the candy, first you wait a bit I need a favor, come on, Betty, drop them Ah, I knew it, had balls
Oh, no, here that ass From the top of the with the Yoka Zuna splash I wish I came, oh boy do I wish See Fat sweaty Betty, the sweaty fat
Fat Betty I know you spaghetti I know you like So tell me when ready, baby
Fat Betty me when you're ready Tell me when you're ready for a pie, TV dinner, chicken, baby
Fat Betty I gets it all, I it all for ya, baby I work at Farmer On the floor, baby
Fat sweaty I bring it home, I cook it in a I it to ya let me get some stanky skins
Fat sweaty 'Cuz I don't I hit the cellulite I hit the For a turkey meal
Fat sweaty I don't care You I'm not afraid to cook Take off your And let me your dirty foot
Fat Betty I'll rub you down, I'll rub you the right way I a buzzer pie's in the microwave
Fat sweaty I at Farmer Jack, I at A and P and yes I do My heavy baby be with me
Fat Betty Ya be with me Ya be with me Ya some chili fries in a filly
Fat Betty You gotta wait, wait the time is right Let me count the bubbles In your
Fat Betty You some Burger King You want some Jack You want some beans You want a snack
Fat sweaty You some Dominoes You want a Way You gotta kick it to the sugar J
Fat sweaty You want some lucky You want mashed potatoes Let me hit the now And I'll feed you
Fat Betty Because I I know you a lunchable Something Something
Fat Betty How 'bout Taco Bell How 'bout a slice How 'bout some chicken And a of minute rice (Fat Betty)