Why don't you go the next room And start undressed? What's your
Fat sweaty Betty, the ain't nothing new Her mom's used to babysit me back we was two We'd go to the and to the skating rink 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 seen her at the Shack She her name was Betty, I can't believe this shit The sexy girl is now a fat sweaty bitch
She said, "Hey, J, me how you've 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, what you say we leave place?"
I her back to the crib and hit it all night I let my run across the rip of cellulite Eww! It was nasty, but I let it bother me She rolled over, knocked the wind out of me
I couldn't breathe, she wouldn't stop, I'm almost I took the lamp, and bust it on her fucking We got dressed, I her a little kiss goodbye Fat sweaty Betty, my fat pumpkin pie
Fat Betty Tell me when ready Fat Betty me when you're ready
Big fat slop of shit people Betty Flabs of fat on her back, her neck, running down her nose all over her lips Can't tell the from her titties to her hips
But fuck all that, 'cuz I see the neden I had to see the cat, the cheesey cheena Rode my bike to her house, hey yo, lemme in I'm packing some snack cakes, bitch in
I can hear her coming down the She opened up the door in her underwear's Ugh, shit, that I'm back But no, the door And going for the cake snacks
I said, "Relax, hoe, I'm here, I'm You can have the candy, you gotta wait a bit I a favor, come on, Betty, drop them drawls Ah, I it, Betty had balls
Oh, no, here that ass the top of the dresser with the Yoka Zuna splash I I never came, oh boy do I wish See Fat sweaty Betty, the sweaty fat
Fat sweaty I you like spaghetti I know you like So tell me you're ready, baby
Fat Betty me when you're ready Tell me when ready for a cheeseburger Pizza pie, TV dinner, chicken,
Fat sweaty I gets it all, I gets it all for ya, I work at Farmer On the dinner floor,
Fat sweaty I it home, I cook it in a microwave I it to ya Just let me get some skins
Fat Betty 'Cuz I care I wanna hit the I hit the For a turkey meal
Fat sweaty 'Cuz I don't You I'm not afraid to cook Take off your And let me lick your dirty
Fat Betty I'll rub you down, rub you down the right way I hear a 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 Betty Ya be with me Ya wanna be me Ya want some Cheese fries in a
Fat sweaty You gotta wait, 'till the time is right Let me count the bubbles In your
Fat Betty You want some King You want some Hungry You want some beans You a Scooby snack
Fat sweaty You want Dominoes You a Milky Way You gotta it to the sugar daddy J
Fat sweaty You want some charms You want some potatoes Let me hit the now And I'll you later
Fat sweaty I know I you want a lunchable crunchable Something
Fat Betty How 'bout Taco Bell How a pizza slice How 'bout chicken fingers And a of minute rice (Fat Betty)