Why don't you go into the next And getting undressed? What's your
Fat Betty, the bitch ain't 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 she'd let me hit the stank, uh
She moved across town and came back the other day, I seen her at the Chicken Shack She her name was Betty, I can't believe this shit The sexy little is now a fat sweaty bitch
She said, "Hey, J, me how you've been?" She had a piece of gizzard stuck to her chin I told her, "Hold still," and flicked it off her and said "Betty, oh, Betty, you say we leave this place?"
I took her back to the crib and hit it all I let my fingers run 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 breathe, she wouldn't stop, I'm almost dead I took the lamp, and bust it on her fucking We got dressed, I her a little kiss goodbye Fat sweaty Betty, my fat sweaty pie
Fat sweaty me when you're ready Fat sweaty Tell me when ready
Big fat slop of shit people call of fat on her back, her neck, sweaty Boogers down her nose all over her lips Can't the difference from her titties to her hips
But all that, 'cuz I wanna see the neden I had to see the cat, the cheena cheden Rode my to her house, hey yo, Betty lemme in I'm packing some snack cakes, bitch in
I can hear her coming the stairs She opened up the in her motherfucking 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, you gotta 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 dresser with the Yoka Zuna I wish I never came, oh boy do I See Fat sweaty Betty, the sweaty fat
Fat Betty I know you like I know you spaghetti So tell me when you're ready,
Fat Betty Tell me when ready me when you're ready for a cheeseburger Pizza pie, TV dinner, chicken,
Fat Betty I it all, I gets it all for ya, baby I at Farmer Jack On the floor, baby
Fat sweaty I bring it home, I it in a microwave I it to ya let me get some stanky skins
Fat Betty 'Cuz I don't I wanna hit the I hit the For a turkey meal
Fat Betty I don't care You I'm not afraid to cook Take off shoes And let me your dirty foot
Fat sweaty rub you down, I'll rub you down the right way I a buzzer Apple in the microwave
Fat Betty I at Farmer Jack, I at A and P and yes I do My heavy baby be with me
Fat sweaty Ya wanna be me Ya wanna be me Ya want some Cheese in a filly
Fat Betty You gotta wait, 'till the time is right Let me count the bubbles In cellulite
Fat sweaty You want some Burger You some Hungry Jack You some jelly beans You want a Scooby
Fat sweaty You want some You a Milky Way You gotta it to the sugar daddy J
Fat Betty You some lucky charms You some mashed potatoes Let me hit the now And feed you later
Fat Betty I know I know you want a crunchable Something
Fat sweaty How some Taco Bell How 'bout a slice How 'bout chicken fingers And a bowl of minute (Fat Betty)