Fat girl!
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You're a fat girl
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Fat...fat...fat fat fat fat girl [2x]
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(It's funky fresh Eazy E) new kid on tha block
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And already got a fat girl on my jock
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Now my story's kinda simple, so please take it simple
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As I tell you a tale bout this big fat pimple
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I was chillin on the ave, drinkin some booze
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Saw a fatty comin my way, so what was I to do?
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I busted a U, went tha other way again
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but forgot that tha Avenue was a dead end
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I turned around, here she came, stride for stride
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funky fat like that, bout two thirty-five
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Stampede was rushin, I double looked
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and she had more chins than a chinese phonebook
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Five four three ugly as can be, she said
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[Ron-de-vu]
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Hello Eazy E. Do you remember me? (I said no)
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Huhu yes you do suga
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My name is Bertha but you can call me booga
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Remember the time when you were drunk at a party
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We was slow dancin, give ya all this body
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[Eazy-E]
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When she said that she loved me, I was in shock
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Oh my God got a fat girl on my jock
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[Chorus:]
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I got a fat girl on my jock
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Fat girl
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Got a fat girl on my jock
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She gave me tha grin, I showed tha frown
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and with a bare hug picked me off tha ground
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Squeezion me tight, atttempted to bug me
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Grabbed me by tha rear, said [Love me, hug me!]
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I was hell, victim of a scandal
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coz this girl's too much for E to handle
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Broke tha bee's grip, started to run
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Back to tha crib, grabbed tha elephant gun
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She's grubbin, thighs rubbin in a hot pursuit
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I loaded up tha gun bout ready to shoot
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She kept on comin because of addiction
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Legs on fire because of friction
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My gun broke, now I was doomed
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Dropped tha double barrel, grabbed tha harpoon
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As I swung, tha fat girl fell
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Lyin on tha ave just like a beach whale
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That's tha story, it's quite ill
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and all fat girls y'all besta chill
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All overweight freaks stay off my block
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Cause it's eerie to have a fat girl on your jock
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[Chorus]
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Fat Girl
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N.W.A. |