Fat Girl

(It's funky fresh Eazy E) new
Kid on tha block
And already got a fat girl on my jock
Now my story's kinda simple
So please change the tempo
As I tell you a tale bout this big fat hippo
I was chillin' on the ave, drinkin' some brew
Saw a fatty comin' my way
So what was I to do?
I busted a U, went tha other way again
But forgot that tha avenue was a dead end
I turned around, here she came
Stride for stride
Funky fat like that, bout two thirty-five
Stampede was rushin, I double looked
And she had more chins
Than a chinese phonebook
Five four three ugly as can be, she said

Hello Eazy E! Do you remember me? (I said no)
Huhu yes you do suga
My name is Bertha but you can call me booga
Remember the time when you were
Drunk at a party
We was slow dancin, give ya all this body

When she said that she loved it
I was in shock
Oh my God got a fat girl on my jock

She gave me tha grin, I showed tha frown
And with a bear hug picked me off tha ground
Squeezin' me tight, attempted to bug me

I was hell, victim of a scandal
Coz this girl's too much for E to handle
Broke tha beast grip, started to run
Back to tha crib, grabbed tha elephant gun
She's grubbin'
Thighs rubbin' in a hot pursuit
I loaded up tha gun bout ready to shoot
She kept on comin' because of addiction
Legs on fire because of friction
My gun broke i was doomed
Dropped tha double barrel
Grabbed tha harpoon
As I swung, tha fat girl fell
Lyin' on tha ave just like a beached whale
That's tha story, it's quite ill
And all fat girls y'all besta chill
All overweight freaks stay off my block
Cause it's ill to have a
Fat girl on your jock