Why don't you go into the room And getting undressed? What's your
Fat sweaty Betty, the bitch nothing new Her mom's used to babysit me back we was two We'd go to the playground and to the skating And we'd go under the And let me hit the stank, well uh
She moved across town and came back Until the other day, I 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, tell me how been?" She had a piece of chicken gizzard to her chin I told her, "Hold still," and flicked it off her and said "Betty, oh, Betty, what you say we leave place?"
I took her to the crib and hit it all night I let my fingers run the rip of cellulite Eww! It was nasty, but I don't let it me She rolled over, fucking the wind out of me
I couldn't breathe, she stop, I'm almost 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 sweaty pie
Fat Betty Tell me you're ready Fat sweaty Tell me when you're
Big fat slop of people call Betty of fat on her back, her neck, sweaty Boogers running down her all over her lips tell the difference from her titties to her hips
But fuck all that, I wanna see the neden I had to see the cat, the cheena cheden Rode my bike to her house, hey yo, Betty in I'm packing some cakes, bitch lemme in
I can hear her down the stairs She up the door in her motherfucking underwear's Ugh, shit, that I'm back But no, the shut And shes for the cake snacks
I said, "Relax, hoe, I'm here, I'm You can have the candy, first you gotta a bit I need a favor, on, Betty, drop them drawls Ah, I knew it, Betty had
Oh, no, here comes 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 Betty I know you like I know you spaghetti So tell me you're ready, baby
Fat Betty me when you're ready Tell me when ready for a cheeseburger pie, TV dinner, chicken, baby
Fat sweaty I it all, I gets it all for ya, baby I at Farmer Jack On the dinner floor,
Fat Betty I bring it home, I it in a microwave I it to ya Just let me get some stanky
Fat sweaty 'Cuz I don't I wanna hit the I hit the For a meal delight
Fat sweaty 'Cuz I don't You I'm not afraid to cook Take off your And let me your dirty foot
Fat Betty I'll rub you down, rub you down the right way I a buzzer Apple 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 wanna be me Ya want chili Cheese fries in a
Fat Betty You gotta wait, wait the time is right Let me count the bubbles In cellulite
Fat sweaty You some Burger King You want Hungry Jack You want jelly beans You want a Scooby
Fat Betty You want Dominoes You want a Way You gotta kick it to the sugar J
Fat Betty You want some charms You want mashed potatoes Let me hit the now And I'll you later
Fat sweaty I know I you want a lunchable crunchable Something
Fat sweaty How 'bout some Bell How a pizza slice How 'bout some chicken And a bowl of rice (Fat Betty)