Why don't you go the next room And start undressed? What's your
Fat sweaty Betty, the bitch ain't 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 under the And let me hit the stank, well uh
She moved across town and came back the other day, I seen her at the Chicken Shack She said her name was Betty, I can't believe shit The sexy little is now a fat sweaty bitch
She said, "Hey, J, me how you've been?" She had a piece of chicken gizzard stuck to her I told her, "Hold still," and flicked it off her and said "Betty, oh, Betty, what you say we leave 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 don't let it me She rolled over, knocked 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 kiss Fat sweaty Betty, my fat pumpkin pie
Fat Betty Tell me you're ready Fat Betty me when you're ready
Big fat slop of people call Betty of fat on her back, her neck, sweaty Boogers running down her nose all over her tell 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 cheden my bike to her house, hey yo, Betty lemme in I'm packing some snack cakes, lemme in
I can hear her coming the stairs She opened up the door in her underwear's Ugh, shit, fuck I'm turning But no, the door And going 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, come on, Betty, drop them Ah, I it, Betty had balls
Oh, no, here comes ass From the top of the dresser the Yoka Zuna splash 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 me when you're ready Tell me when you're ready for a Pizza pie, TV dinner, chicken,
Fat sweaty I gets it all, I gets it all for ya, I work at Farmer On the floor, baby
Fat Betty I bring it home, I it in a microwave I it to ya Just let me get some stanky
Fat Betty 'Cuz I don't I wanna hit the I hit the For a turkey delight
Fat sweaty I don't care You I'm not afraid to cook Take off your And let me lick your foot
Fat Betty I'll rub you down, I'll rub you down the way I hear a pie's in the microwave
Fat Betty I at Farmer Jack, I at A and P and yes I do My heavy wanna be with me
Fat Betty Ya wanna be me Ya be with me Ya want some Cheese in a filly
Fat sweaty You gotta wait, wait the time is right Let me count the purple In cellulite
Fat sweaty You want Burger King You some Hungry Jack You want some beans You a Scooby snack
Fat Betty You want some You want a Way You gotta kick it to the daddy J
Fat sweaty You some lucky charms You want some mashed Let me hit the now And I'll you later
Fat Betty Because I I know you a lunchable crunchable Something
Fat Betty How 'bout some Bell How 'bout a slice How 'bout some fingers And a bowl of minute (Fat Betty)