Fat Sweaty Betty lyrics

[Intro]
Wh-wh-wh-why don't you go into the next room and start getting undressed?
What's your pleasure?
Wh-wh-why don't you go into the next room and start getting undressed?
Wha-wha-what's your pleasure?

[Verse 1: Violent J]
Fat Sweaty Betty, the b*tch ain't nothing new
Her ma's used to babysat me back when we was two
We'd go to the playground and to the skating rink
And we'd go under the bleachers and she'd let me hit the stank, well uh
She moved 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 sh*t
The sexy little girl is now a fat sweaty b*tch
She said, "Hey, J, tell me 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, what you say we leave this place?"
I took her back to the crib and hit it all night
I let my fingers run across the rippled cellulite
Ooh, it was nasty, but I don't let it bother me
She rolled over, f*cking 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 f*cking head
We got dressed, I gave her a little kiss goodbye
Fat Sweaty Betty, My fat sweaty pumpkin pie
[Chorus]
Fat Sweaty Betty, tell me when you're ready
Fat Sweaty Betty, tell me when you're ready

[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope]
There's this big fat slop of sh*t, people call her Betty
Flabs of fat on her back, her neck, sweaty
Boogers running out her nose all over her lips
Can't tell the difference from her titties to her hips
But f*ck all that, 'cause I wanna see the neden
I had to see the cat, the cheesey cheetah chedden
Rode my bike to her house, "Hey yo, Betty lemme in
I'm packing some snack cakes, b*tch, lemme in"
I can hear her coming down the stairs
She opened up the door in her motherf*cking underwears
Augh, sh*t, f*ck that, I'm turning back
But no, the door shut, and she going for the cake snack
I said, "Relax, ho, I'm here, I'm business
You can have the candy, first you gotta wait a bit
I need a favor, come on, Betty, drop them draws."
Augh, I knew it, Betty had balls!
Oh, no, here comes 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 fat b*tch
[Chorus]
Fat Sweaty Betty, tell me when you're ready
Fat Sweaty Betty, tell me when you're ready

[Outro]
(Fat Sweaty Betty) I know you like spaghetti
I know you like spaghetti
So tell me when you're ready, baby
(Fat Sweaty Betty) I know you like spaghetti
I know you like spaghetti
So tell me when you're ready, baby
(Fat Sweaty Betty) Tell me when you're ready
Tell me when you're ready for a cheeseburger, pizza pie, TV dinner, chicken, baby
(Fat Sweaty Betty) I gets it all, I gets it all for ya, baby
I work at Farmer Jack on the dinner floor, baby
(Fat Sweaty Betty) I bring it home, I cook it in a microwave
I feed it to ya, just let me get some stanky skins
(Fat Sweaty Betty) 'Cause I don't care, I wanna hit the cellulite
I hit the cellulite for a turkey meal delight
(Fat Sweaty Betty) 'Cause I don't care, you know I'm not afraid to cook
Take off your shoes, and let me lick your dirty foot
(Fat Sweaty Betty) I'll rub you down, I'll rub you down the right way
I hear a buzzer, apple pie's in the microwave
(Fat Sweaty Betty) I work at Farmer Jack, I work at A&P
And yes I do, my heavy baby wanna be with me
(Fat Sweaty Betty) Ya wanna be with me, ya wanna be with me
Ya want some chili cheese fries and a hoagie
(Fat Sweaty Betty) I tell her wait, wait 'till the time is right
Let me count the purple bubbles in your cellulite
(Fat Sweaty Betty) You want some Burger King, you want some Hungry Jack
You want some jelly beans, you want a Scooby snack
(Fat Sweaty Betty) You want some Domino's, you want a Milky Way
You gotta kick it to the sugar daddy Violent J
(Fat Sweaty Betty) You want some Lucky Charms, you want some mashed potatoes
Let me hit the skins now and I'll feed you later
(Fat Sweaty Betty) Because I know, I know you want a Lunchable
Something crunchable, something munchable
(Fat Sweaty Betty) How 'bout some Taco Bell, how 'bout a pizza slice
How bout some chicken fingers and a bowl of Minute Rice
Fat Sweaty Betty