Why you go into the next room And getting undressed? What's 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 skating And we'd go the bleachers And she'd let me hit the stank, uh
She moved across town and never came Until the day, I seen her at the Chicken Shack She said her name was Betty, I can't believe shit The sexy little girl is now a fat sweaty
She said, "Hey, J, me how you've been?" She had a of chicken gizzard stuck to her chin I her, "Hold still," and flicked it off her face and said "Betty, oh, Betty, you say we leave this 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 don't let it 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 goodbye Fat sweaty Betty, my fat sweaty pie
Fat Betty Tell me you're ready Fat Betty Tell me when ready
Big fat slop of shit call Betty Flabs of fat on her back, her neck, Boogers running down her nose all her lips 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 cheena Rode my to her house, hey yo, Betty lemme in I'm some snack cakes, bitch lemme in
I can hear her down the stairs She opened up the door in her motherfucking 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 the candy, first you gotta wait a bit I need a favor, come on, Betty, them drawls Ah, I knew it, Betty had
Oh, no, comes that ass From the top of the dresser with the Zuna splash I wish I never came, oh boy do I See Fat sweaty Betty, the fat bitch
Fat sweaty I know you spaghetti I know you like So tell me you're ready, baby
Fat sweaty Tell me when you're Tell me when you're ready for a pie, TV dinner, chicken, baby
Fat Betty I gets it all, I gets it all for ya, I work at Farmer On the dinner floor,
Fat Betty I bring it home, I it in a microwave I it to ya let me get some stanky skins
Fat sweaty I don't care I wanna hit the I hit the For a turkey delight
Fat Betty I don't care You I'm not afraid to cook Take off your And let me your dirty foot
Fat Betty rub you down, I'll rub you down the right way I hear a Apple pie's in the
Fat Betty I work at Jack, I at A and P and yes I do My baby 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, 'till the time is right Let me count the purple In cellulite
Fat Betty You want some King You want some Jack You want some beans You want a snack
Fat sweaty You want Dominoes You a Milky Way You kick it to the sugar daddy J
Fat Betty You want some charms You want some potatoes Let me hit the now And feed you later
Fat sweaty Because I I you want a lunchable crunchable Something
Fat sweaty How some Taco Bell How a pizza slice How 'bout some chicken And a bowl of minute (Fat Betty)