FAT SWEATY BETTY Lyrics

Fat sweaty Betty, you bitch ain't nothin new Her ma's used to babysat me back when we was two We go to the playground and to the skating ring And we'd go under the bleachers and she'd let me hit the stank Well, she moves across town and never came back Until the other day I seen her at the chicken shack She said her name was Betty, I can't believe this shit The sexy little girl is now a fat sweaty bitch She said, "Hey J, tell how ya been?" She had a piece of chicken gizzard stuck to her chin I told her, "hold still", and flicked it off her face And said, "Betty, oh, Betty, whatcha say we leave this place?" I took her back to the crib and hit it all night I let my fingers run across her rippled cellulite Ewww! it was nasty, but I don't let it bother She rolled over, fuckin knocked the wind out of me I couldn't breathe, she wouldn't stop, I'm almost dead I took the lamp and bust it on her fuckin head We got dressed, I gave her a little kiss goodbye Fat sweaty Betty, my fat sweaty pumpkin pie Fat Sweaty Betty, tell me when you're ready... This big fat slop of shit people call Betty Flabs of fat on her back her neck sweaty Boogers running out her nose all over her lips Can't tell the deepness from her titties to her hips Put both on it, cause I wanna see the neden I had to see the cat, the cheesy chinny chin Road my bike to her house, eh, yo, Betty let me in I packed ya some snack cakes, bitch, let me in I can hear her coming down the stairs She opened up the door in her motherfucking underwear Ewww shit, fuck that, I'm turning back But, no, the door's shut and she's goin' for the cake snack I said, "Relax, ho, I'm here on bizziness You can have the candy first you gotta wait a bit I need a favor, come on, Betty drop them drawers" Aaah! I knew it, Betty had balls Oh no, here come that ass From the top of the dresser with the Yokozuna splash I wish I never came, oh boy, do I wish She fat sweaty Betty, the sweaty back bitch Fat Sweaty Betty, tell me when you're ready... I know you like spaghetti, I know you like spaghetti So tell me when you're ready, baby... Tell me when you're ready, tell me when you're ready For a cheeseburger, pizza pie, TV dinner chicken, baby I gets it all, I gets it all for ya, baby I work at Farmer Jack on the dinner floor baby I bring it home, I cook it in the microwave I feed it to ya, just let me get some sticky steak Cause I don't care, I wanna hit the cellulite I hit the cellulite for a turkey pipple eye Cause I don't care, you know I'm not afraid to cook Take off your shows and let me lick your dirty foot I rub you down, I rub you down the right way I hear a buzzer, apple pies in microwave I work at Farmer Jack, I work at A & P And yes I know, my heavy baby wanna be with me You wanna be with me, you wanna be with me You want some chili cheese fries and a hookie I should just wait, wait till the time is right Let me count the purple bubbles in your cellulite You want some Burger King, you want some Hungry Jack You want some jelly beans, you want a Scooby Snack You want some Dominos, you want a Milky Way You gotta kick it to the sugar daddy Violent J You want some Lucky Charms, you want some mashed potatoes Let me hit the skins now and I'll feed you later Because I know, I know you want a Lunchable Something crunchable, something munchable How bout some Taco Bell? How bout a pizza slice? How bout some chicken fingers and a bowl of minute rice? Fat sweaty Betty...