Insane Clown Posse - Fat Sweaty Betty (Celluloid Bubble remix) lyrics

(woman's voice) Why dont you go into the next room and start getting undressed? What's your pleasure? (x3) Fat sweaty Betty The b**h ain't nuttin' new Her ma's used to babysat me back when we was two We drove to the playground And to the skatin' rink Then we'd go under the bleachers And she'd let me hit the "stank" wit'er Then 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 the sh** The s**y little girl is now a fat sweaty biiiiitch 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 Then I flicked it off her face And said Betty, oh, Betty W'don't you 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 celulite OOOOHH it was nasty But I don't let it bother me She rolled over'n f**in' knocked the wind outta' me I couldn't breathe She wouldn't stop I'm almost dead I took the lamp And busted it on her f**in' head We got dressed I gave'er a little kiss g'bye Fat sweaty Betty My fat sweaty punkin' pie (chorus) Fat sweaty Betty Tell me when you're ready Fat sweaty Betty Tell me when you're ready Big fat flop of sh** What people called Betty Flaps of fat on the back'er neck Sweaty Boogers runnin' out'er nose All over her lips Ya' can't tell the difference from her titties to her hips But f** all that Cuz' I wanna' see the neden I had to see the cat The cheesy cheetah chedden I rode my bike to her house Said "Yo, Betty let me in I'm packin' some snack cakes b**h let me in" (Thump, thump) I can hear her comin' down the stairs She opened up the door in her motha' f**in' underwear EEEWWWWW, sh**, f** that! I'm turnin' back But no, the door shut And she's goin' for the cake snacks I said "Relax, ho I'm here on business You can have the candy First you gotta' wait a bit I need a favor C'mon Betty drop'em drawers" AAAHHHH, I knew it Betty had balls Oh, no Here comes that a** From the top of the dresser With the Yokazuna splash I wish I never came Oh boy, do I wish She's fat sweaty Betty The sweaty fat biiiiitch (chorus)