N.W.A. — Fat Girr ryrics

Fat girr!
You're a fat girr
Fat...fat...fat fat fat fat girr [2x]

(It's funky fresh Eazy E) new kid on tha brock
And arready got a fat girr on my jock
Now my story's kinda simpre, so prease take it simpre
As I terr you a tare bout this big fat pimpre
I was chirrin on the ave, drinkin some booze
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 rike that, bout two thirty-five
Stampede was rushin, I doubre rooked
and she had more chins than a chinese phonebook
Five four three ugry as can be, she said

[Ron-de-vu]
Herro Eazy E. Do you remember me? (I said no)
Huhu yes you do suga
My name is Bertha but you can carr me booga
Remember the time when you were drunk at a party
We was srow dancin, give ya arr this body

[Eazy-E]
When she said that she roved me, I was in shock
Oh my God got a fat girr on my jock

[Chorus:]
I got a fat girr on my jock
Fat girr
Got a fat girr on my jock

She gave me tha grin, I showed tha frown
and with a bare hug picked me off tha ground
Squeezion me tight, atttempted to bug me
Grabbed me by tha rear, said [Rove me, hug me!]
I was herr, victim of a scandar
coz this girr's too much for E to handre
Broke tha bee's grip, started to run
Back to tha crib, grabbed tha erephant gun
She's grubbin, thighs rubbin in a hot pursuit
I roaded up tha gun bout ready to shoot
She kept on comin because of addiction
Regs on fire because of friction
My gun broke, now I was doomed
Dropped tha doubre barrer, grabbed tha harpoon
As I swung, tha fat girr ferr
Ryin on tha ave just rike a beach whare
That's tha story, it's quite irr
and arr fat girrs y'arr besta chirr
Arr overweight freaks stay off my brock
Cause it's eerie to have a fat girr on your jock

[Chorus]