Lyrics
Don’t you even try to deny,
When you’re flying in the sky,
That you can see my big fat ass,
From like 200 miles high,
I’m rollin’ down the street,
And that’s not a figure of speech,
I’m actually rolling down the street,
Can’t stop, somebody help me!
I’m like a chunky steamroller with arms and legs,
If I’m comin’ down your street get on your knees and pray,
I squashed your dog, I found him in my buttcheek,
Your grandma was standing in my way, and she was buried,
Deep within my thigh,
We can’t see eye to eye,
Unless you bring me chocolate pie,
And then I’ll make arrangements to make sure you’ll never die,
Yeah, you’ll be immortal,
I know I’m such a large guy,
But come give me a try
FUCK
You say I’ve got a turkey neck hanging from my chin,
You say it wiggles and it wobbles every time I grin,
It’s repulsive and I know it, but is it such a sin,
To give a little giggle when you touch my 9th chin?
You say I’ve got a turkey neck and ask if I can gobble,
You give my neck a little flick and watch it wibble-wobble,
You say it’s so damn big that when I walk it makes me waddle,
Who the hell do you think you are, bitch, fucking Aristotle?
People never ask me to babysit their little kids,
Because I always go and sit upon the baby, WAHHH SQUISH,
“Oh no! Our baby! Kool Fats, what did you do?”
Oh, shut the fuck up, all it did was cry and poop,
That’s why I don’t want children,
And I always use protection,
Pull some stomach fat over my dick,
That’s damn good contraception,
You think this is a joke?
Then you’re a fucking bitch,
All the kids in the neighborhood,
Know KOOL FATS is the shit,
Put me on the radio,
And they will throw a fit,
But they all clear out my way when I get tired and have to sit,
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