She got real fat and I can not lie
You other brothers can’t deny
and when she walks in with an tremendous waste
And a fat thing in your face
You get flung, you say that?s enough
‘Cause you notice that fat was puffed
Deep in the shirt she’s wearing
I’m sick and I can’t stop glaring
Oh baby, I wanna docta wit’cha
And rip your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with that waist you got makes you so corny
Ooh, Lump-o’-thick-skin
You say you wanna get some Beanz?
Well, don?t ever choose me
‘Cause you ain’t that average groupy
don?t want see you dancin’
you like a heifer prancin?
