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klokwerk e & super famous fun time guys - overweight كلمات أغنية

[intro]
well, the doctor said honey boo boo needs a heart transplant. they’re gonna do a surgery and put a pig heart in her, so we’re going to the ranch to pick out a hog
i’m getting a pig heart
honey boo boo is gonna do pageants with a pig heart. we wanna pick a hog with pizzazz and knows how to work it, girl
i want that one
this one here? you want this one?
yeah, no, wait

[chorus: billy d]
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, i’m eatin’ good
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, you wish you could
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, i’m feelin’ great
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, i’m overweight
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m overweight, b_tch, i’m overweight
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m overweight, b_tch, i’m overweight
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m eatin’ good, b_tch, you wish you could
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m feelin’ great, b_tch, i’m overweight

[verse 1: billy d]
b_tch, i’m ’bouts to have a buffet
call and complain, tеll ’em that i need my order replacеd
two taco fries, quesadillas, four burritos with cheese
six loco tacos, baja blasts, and a crunch wrap supreme
and when i boot out my stomach, these b_tches drool, and they love it
i can tell when they stare and they think of leavin’ they husbands
i like to go out in public, i be swimmin’ and tannin’
in a banana hammock you can’t even tell if i’m wearin’
i truffle shuffle on stage, these girls get wet, i get paid
not what you bring to the table, it’s what you bring to the plate
i need about seven or eight, make it nine to be safe
and after that, i need dessert ’cause i’ve been thinkin’ ’bout cake
i motorboat a pound of beef until it bleeds on my face
i suck the grease up off the bacon, squeeze the juice from a steak
three shots of vodka, mix it up and let me know how that tastes
f_ck charlie sheen, pig blood’s all in my veins
(honey boo boo!)
[chorus: billy d]
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, i’m eatin’ good
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, you wish you could
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, i’m feelin’ great
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, i’m overweight
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m overweight, b_tch, i’m overweight
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m overweight, b_tch, i’m overweight
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m eatin’ good, b_tch, you wish you could
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m feelin’ great, b_tch, i’m overweight

[verse 2: whipstick]
fatter than a motherf_cker workin’ a desk job
i’m dreaming of some candy bars, it’s all on my desktop
i park in handicap spots, snortin’ sugar, dippin’ dots
my feet are awfully swollen, someone has stolen my vespa
i wash myself with a sponge on the sink, more chins than a pig
no one will fondle my d_ck, and it’s time to sound like a b_tch
but what you weighin’ the limits, i’m tryin’ to triple them digits
i got these tags made of skin next to the stains on my pits
i’m talking cheddar sauce with dinin’ so i’m better off with dyin’
and my thyroids explode and it’s time to set it off
i’ll watch you punching crunches, harder for my heart to function
brought up in the piggyback sauces, salads i couldn’t touch it
[?] ain’t got sh_t on me, gonna hit the bathroom and got sh_t on me
wanna pull a fast one then i sh_t out cream
then i mix it up and i’ll sh_t on beat
f_ck you stupid fascists, i’m the fattest, understand me, bro
i’ll sink your submarine in my gullet from a banana boat
[chorus: billy d]
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, i’m eatin’ good
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, you wish you could
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, i’m feelin’ great
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, i’m overweight
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m overweight, b_tch, i’m overweight
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m overweight, b_tch, i’m overweight
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m eatin’ good, b_tch, you wish you could
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m feelin’ great, b_tch, i’m overweight

[verse 3: kyle kombs]
check the scale, check my weight, sh_t, i’m thick as h_ll
i eat checker’s for breakfast and burgers all to myself
i need the fries extra large, can hardly fit in the car
feeling wet on my bottom, probably sh_t when i far
this ain’t a scooter, this a rascal when i shop at the mall
i can’t even see my d_ck so i p_ss on my b_lls
i can’t even fit this shirt, belly shows when i walk
i’m still eating when it hurts, ain’t no stopping me, dog
i’m at the buffet, treat it like my last meal
try to steal my dinner roll, get your ass k!lled
in my chair, i’m on a roll, i got a bad heel
i be chafing if you wonder how my ass feel
give a f_ck about diabetes and cholesterol
hug the wall when i’m coming can’t fit down the hall
i collapsed the elevator in the motel 6
they had to get a forklift to get me out of that b_tch
[chorus: billy d]
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, i’m eatin’ good
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, you wish you could
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, i’m feelin’ great
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat) b_tch, i’m overweight
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m overweight, b_tch, i’m overweight
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m overweight, b_tch, i’m overweight
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m eatin’ good, b_tch, you wish you could
(fatty fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat)
b_tch, i’m feelin’ great, b_tch, i’m overweight

[verse 4: mr 8 legz]
i’m on my fifth gastric bypass, and by that i mean i’m at
a place in my life where i’m way more
than a couple dozen linebacks
i’m fat? no, big_boned ’cause i’m mad your b_tch home
and i won’t go tiptoe ’cause i’ll break my f_ckin’ ankles, dog
i ain’t plannin’ on hittin’ it, here i am, and i’m diggin’ in
your fridge like godd_mn, give me this, i’m envious
how do you not share this, idiots?
pot roast, [?] curry, bacon grease, and straight b_tter
i don’t really give a f_ck anyway
anything in my way getting ate like my [?], what’s up

[outro]
honey boo boo!
what?
what are you gonna tell them judges if they ask you about your heart?
i’m gonna tell ’em my heart is sweeter than bacon, child
who wants sketti and b_tter? she’s got a pig heart now, she thinks she’s a pachyderm. show ’em your scar!
this is my scar, ’cause i got a pig heart! my heart makes me sassy, child

- klokwerk e super famous fun time guys

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