Why don't you go the next room And start getting What's your
Fat sweaty Betty, the bitch nothing new Her used to babysit me back when we was two We'd go to the playground and to the rink And we'd go the bleachers And let me hit the stank, well uh
She moved town and never came back Until the other day, I her at the Chicken Shack She said her name was Betty, I believe this shit The sexy little is now a fat sweaty bitch
She said, "Hey, J, me how you've been?" She had a of chicken gizzard stuck to her chin I told her, "Hold still," and it off her face and said "Betty, oh, Betty, what you say we this place?"
I took her back to the 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 rolled over, knocked the wind out of me
I couldn't breathe, she wouldn't stop, I'm dead I took the lamp, and it on her fucking head We got dressed, I her a little kiss goodbye Fat sweaty Betty, my fat pumpkin pie
Fat Betty Tell me you're ready Fat sweaty me when you're ready
Big fat slop of shit people call Flabs of fat on her back, her neck, running down her nose 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 my bike to her house, hey yo, Betty lemme in I'm packing some snack cakes, bitch in
I can her coming down the stairs She opened up the in her motherfucking underwear's Ugh, shit, that 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 gotta a bit I a favor, come on, Betty, drop them drawls Ah, I knew it, had balls
Oh, no, comes that ass the top of the dresser with the Yoka Zuna splash I I never came, oh boy do I wish See Fat sweaty Betty, the fat bitch
Fat Betty I know you like I you like spaghetti So me when you're ready, baby
Fat Betty Tell me when ready Tell me when you're ready for a pie, TV dinner, chicken, baby
Fat Betty I it all, I gets it all for ya, baby I at Farmer Jack On the dinner floor,
Fat sweaty I it home, I cook it in a microwave 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 Betty 'Cuz I don't You know I'm not afraid to Take off your And let me lick your foot
Fat Betty rub you down, I'll rub you down the right way I a buzzer Apple pie's in the
Fat Betty I work at Jack, I at A and P and yes I do My heavy baby be with me
Fat sweaty Ya be with me Ya wanna be me Ya want chili Cheese in a filly
Fat sweaty You gotta wait, wait the time is right Let me the purple bubbles In your
Fat Betty You want some King You some Hungry Jack You want jelly beans You want a Scooby
Fat sweaty You some Dominoes You a Milky Way You gotta it to the sugar daddy J
Fat Betty You want some charms You want mashed potatoes Let me hit the now And feed you later
Fat Betty I know I know you want a crunchable Something
Fat Betty How some Taco Bell How 'bout a slice How some chicken fingers And a bowl of rice (Fat Betty)