Why don't you go into the room And getting undressed? your pleasure?
Fat sweaty Betty, the bitch ain't new Her used to babysit me back when we was two We'd go to the playground and to the skating And go under the bleachers And let me hit the stank, well 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 believe this shit The sexy girl is now a fat sweaty bitch
She said, "Hey, J, tell me how been?" She had a of chicken 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 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 kiss goodbye Fat sweaty Betty, my fat pumpkin pie
Fat Betty Tell me when 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 tell the difference from her titties to her hips
But all that, 'cuz I wanna see the neden I had to see the cat, the cheesey cheden Rode my bike to her house, hey yo, Betty in I'm packing some cakes, bitch lemme in
I can hear her coming the stairs She up the door in her motherfucking underwear's Ugh, shit, fuck I'm back But no, the door And shes for the cake 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, Betty had
Oh, no, comes that ass From the top of the dresser with the Yoka splash I wish I came, oh boy do I wish See Fat sweaty Betty, the sweaty fat
Fat sweaty I know you like I know you spaghetti So tell me you're 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 Farmer On the dinner floor,
Fat Betty I bring it home, I it in a microwave I it to ya Just let me get 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 off your shoes And let me lick your foot
Fat Betty I'll rub you down, I'll rub you down the way I hear a Apple pie's in the
Fat Betty I at Farmer Jack, I at A and P and yes I do My baby wanna be with me
Fat sweaty Ya be with me Ya wanna be me Ya want some fries in a filly
Fat Betty You gotta wait, wait the time is right Let me the purple bubbles In cellulite
Fat Betty You some Burger King You want some Jack You want jelly beans You a Scooby snack
Fat sweaty You some Dominoes You want a Way You gotta kick it to the sugar J
Fat sweaty You want some charms You want mashed potatoes Let me hit the now And feed you later
Fat Betty Because I I know you want a Something Something
Fat sweaty How 'bout some Bell How 'bout a pizza How 'bout some chicken And a bowl of minute (Fat Betty)