Why don't you go into the next And start undressed? your pleasure?
Fat sweaty Betty, the ain't nothing new Her mom's used to me back when we was two We'd go to the playground and to the rink And go under the bleachers And she'd let me hit the stank, uh
She moved across and never came back Until the other day, I her at the Chicken Shack She said her name was Betty, I can't this shit The sexy little girl is now a fat sweaty
She said, "Hey, J, tell me how 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 took her back to the crib and hit it all I let my run across the rip of cellulite Eww! It was nasty, but I don't let it me She rolled over, fucking knocked the out of me
I couldn't breathe, she stop, I'm almost dead I took the lamp, and bust it on her fucking We got dressed, I gave her a little goodbye Fat sweaty Betty, my fat sweaty pie
Fat sweaty Tell me when you're Fat sweaty 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 tell the difference from her to her hips
But all that, 'cuz I wanna see the neden I had to see the cat, the cheesey cheden Rode my to her house, hey yo, Betty lemme in I'm packing snack cakes, bitch lemme in
I can her coming down the stairs She opened up the door in her motherfucking Ugh, shit, that I'm turning But no, the door And shes going for the cake
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, drop drawls Ah, I it, Betty had balls
Oh, no, comes that ass the top of the dresser with the Yoka Zuna splash I wish I never came, oh boy do I See Fat sweaty Betty, the fat bitch
Fat sweaty I know you like I you like spaghetti So tell me when ready, baby
Fat Betty Tell me when ready Tell me when you're ready for a Pizza pie, TV dinner, chicken,
Fat Betty I gets it all, I it all for ya, baby I work at Jack On the floor, baby
Fat sweaty I bring it home, I it in a microwave I it to ya Just let me get some stanky
Fat Betty I don't care I hit the cellulite I hit the For a turkey meal
Fat Betty I don't care You know I'm not afraid to Take off your And let me lick dirty foot
Fat sweaty I'll rub you down, I'll rub you the right way I a buzzer Apple pie's in the
Fat sweaty I at Farmer Jack, I at A and P and yes I do My baby wanna be with me
Fat sweaty Ya wanna be me Ya wanna be me Ya want chili Cheese in a filly
Fat Betty You gotta wait, wait 'till the time is Let me count the purple In cellulite
Fat Betty You want Burger King You some Hungry Jack You want jelly beans You a Scooby snack
Fat Betty You want some You want a Way You kick it to the sugar daddy J
Fat Betty You want lucky charms You want mashed potatoes Let me hit the now And feed you later
Fat Betty I know I you want a lunchable crunchable Something
Fat sweaty How 'bout some Bell How 'bout a slice How some chicken fingers And a bowl of minute (Fat Betty)