“GOTTA LOOSE THAT ” (Fat Song)
She told me yesterday, I weigh too much,
You gotta choose boy, it’s me or lunch,
She talked to my stomach & dubbed it fat,
She told me in two weeks, you’d better loose that (loose that).
Gotta loose, gotta loose, gotta loose that weight,
in two weeks (you’re fucking fat)
Gotta loose, gotta loose, gotta loose that weight,
better think before I eat.
Gotta loose, gotta loose, gotta loose that weight,
in two weeks (you’re fucking fat)
Gotta loose, gotta loose, gotta loose that weight,
my life is looking bleak.
No sex on Tuesdays, or any day after,
My need for a bra is, the soul reason for laughter,
She makes me go down and denies me the blow,
On account of my cleavage, It’s out of control.
Gotta loose, gotta loose, gotta loose that weight,
in two weeks (you’re fucking fat)
Gotta loose, gotta loose, gotta loose that weight,
if I want that blowjob.
Gotta loose, gotta loose, gotta loose that weight,
blubber butt
Gotta loose, gotta loose, gotta loose that weight,
save up for the lipposuck
She came to check on me, came to check that scale.
She took one look at me and said, “Harpoon that whale!
You told me you lost some, you told me you were thin,
Looks to me like you got a” triple chin.
Gotta loose, gotta loose, gotta loose that weight
Gotta loose, gotta loose, gotta loose that weight
Gotta loose, gotta loose, gotta loose that weight
Gotta loose, gotta loose, gotta loose that big old butt.
Written by Daniel Victor (1996)
Recorded by Ductape Halo on “Prequal”