Colleen Rodney - Fat Pig lyrics

[Chorus: Colleen Rodney] Come on, n***a-slave, go 'head and take a bow I'm well-aware and proud to say that I'm a f**in' fat cow A motherf**in' looker but I'm pretty damn big So bow to your Mistress, slave, I'm a fat pig [Verse 1: Ana Underwood] Starvin' slave a**es down to eighty-two pounds While Mistress a**es fatten up and get pillowy and round Yeah, I'm two-hundred and thirty now, fatter than all hell If you weren't underfed and tortured, wouldn't life be swell? Well, tough sh**! Settin' you loose? I couldn't fathom it The second I let you out the door, you'd probably go and tattle, sh** I'm so ga**y, I put too many burritos in my (tummy!) You'll get to eat 'em when they're comin' out my a** (yummy!) Big f**in' girl with minuscule f**in' troubles I'm eatin' gourmet foods while all that's fillin' you is rubble I don't need a slave for money, I do this all for sh**s and giggles I love the sight of slaves smothered and I love to feel 'em wiggle Chillax, b**h, it's not like you have a reason to give The most food you've eaten in days is this fart I'm 'bout to give *fart sound* Swallow that sh** up, f*g, it's the most for awhile Your face stuffed in my a** and your head against the tiles [Chorus] [Bridge: Colleen] Bubbly, chubby, greasy, grimy bu*tery, heavy, pudgy, slimy Paunchy, podgy, potbelly Overweight fata**, smelly as can be [Verse 2: Ca**idy Welsh] My a** is almost just as big as your whole f*ggot body So you know that any time in which you choose to be naughty You're gettin' the damn hammer, oh yeah, you'll probably be clamored But you're so enamored with this a** that you'll probably fall in amour What's that, f*g? I can't understand you with my fat a** upon your nose I feel a fart comin' on, it ain't gon' smell like no rose It's gonna stink! Make sure you s** that sh** all in It's easy now, b**h, just wait 'til hardcore sh** begins The toilet's ten feet away and I feel piss inside my twat Drink it up! Check out this stream o' piss, there sure's a lot! And stop whinin', you should be lucky nothing's comin' out the other end *sound of bowels* sh**, co*ks**er, you ought to think again! I ain't sh**tin' on the carpet though, so carry me to my stool My a** upon the toilet bowl, it's a throne that I rule Grunt 'cause it hurts like a c*nt, bein' caught up with constipation But the sh**'s out my a** now, now it's up to you to swallow my creation Goddamn! My a** is growin' and it's bigger than ever And when am I gonna release you from enslavement? (n***a, never!) [Chorus] [Verse 3: Colleen Rodney] Whether I'm sittin' on your gut or wipin' my sh**ter on your tongue Or if my a** is on your throat and it's flattenin' your lungs You know you love the way I torture you and love your mistreatment Don't try to hide it or deny it, f*ggot, I can see ya skeetin' You just jizzed and truth be told, I might start cummin' myself Because I'm gettin' to do the only job at which I excel A slaveholder, my duty is just to beat the sh** out n******gs Plus my sh**ter's gettin' ga**ier, and my a** is gettin' bigger If I'm standin' upon your face with all my weight for days And no matter how f**ed-up your sh** looks, you'll still be givin' me praise It don't matter if I should beat you or should straight-up kick your a** 'Cause you'll still be complimentin' all of my sh** and my gas And another thing alongside that is that you're decreasing in size You're less than eighty-five pounds, I can see the sadness in your eyes But you know that you have to kiss a** and if you show any despise Than you're f**ing gettin' your lungs choked out right in between my thighs Yeah, motherf**er, I'm a fata**, I took the "lean" out "Colleen" So just stuff it and stick your a** right under my big-a** jeans [Chorus] [Bridge]