FAT BOY

[Intro: Eric Cartman]
Man, fuck you Kyle

[Verse: Eric Cartman, Butters Stotch]
Fuck you Kyle, put my money in a pile
Cause I made a lot of money dropping weight not from my waist, still
Did that shit in style, I'm the joker with this smile
And Sheila couldn't wait to get a taste up off my plate (Yuhh)
I pop my shit just like my fit, I got that drip on (Got that drip on)
Pure chaos in the mix, I feel like Ken Car
Son, better watch my speed, I'm going full throttle (Vroom!)
I got lots of bitties round me and they all models

[Hook: Eric Cartman, Butters Stotch]
What the fuck you tryna beef with a fat boy for?
I could eat you all up like chicken skins on my own
But he's not on his own, I'm here to butter up the score
I would watch the world burn just to sit on the throne

[Verse: Eric Cartman, Butters Stotch]
Strapped a blicky to my belt just like a tool, I'm feeling grown
Milly rocking to a milli, Lil' Wayne, I'm in my zone
Make one call to Lil' Dougie, get ya dogged thru the phone
Flat your ass into a Matt, watch your body turn to Stone
They don't know the type of the shit that I'm on
Bitch I'm real evil, I am not a simp, son
Professor of the chaos, I don't studied my life
For this shit live and die, for this shit on the gang

[Hook: Cartman, Butters]
What the fuck you tryna beef with a fat boy for?
I could eat you all up like chicken skins on my own
But he's not on his own, I'm here to butter up the score
I would watch the world burn just to sit on the throne

[Interlude: Jimmy Valmer]
Hey Eric
What's the difference between Kyle and a jail cell?
The jail cell has bars!

[Verse: Jimmy Valmer]
Stutter in your bitches ear, She like it when I'm talking
Pass her around the click like I'm Christopher Walken
Beat so fucking good, Kodak couldn't call it whack
Going back to back on the track
Yeah I know they envy me, cause I was the MVP
Boy I been a crip, pull up, shoot you out the Cherokee
Yes I see the genesis, pull up on the premises
If I see Nathan, I might body me a nemesis
Choke you out like I'm Anakin
Tell me, What's the plan again?
Kyle is a bitch, he froze like mannequin
When we pulled up at his crib and turned him to gellatin