Fat Boy Winter

[Intro: Billy the Fridge]
Yeah, ah
Sticks and stones may make you moan
But when it's cold, who you think gonna take you home?
Who you think gonna take you home?

[Chorus: Madison DeCambra]
Baby, it's cold (Br-brr)
Maybe you should hold me, me (Me, me)

[Post-Chorus: Madison DeCambra]
N-n-need a big boy, nah, bigger than that
Big body, big belly, talkin' fat-a-tat-tat
'Cause his sweater's ten times my size
Wrap me up like Chipotle, keep me toasty all night

[Verse 1: Duranged Pitt]
She's writhin' on my lap with my hands explorin' her waistline
Rubbin' on her thighs while my food's ready, it's break time
Thirteen coins 'til I leave her, then it's taste time
Back at her place with her pussy right on my face tight
It was a Hot Girl Summer, now it's Fat Boy Winter
I'm the nigga that will bend her, make her backbone quiver
All that chat on Tinder made her back that shit up
Then we snuggle in the puddles at her rap surrender
I'm a hippie handsome nigga, I'm fat findin' a famous
They love my personality, stat stylin' haters
Postin' pictures daily, I smash party arrangements
Brash, wild, and flagrant, crash holly engagements

[Chorus: Madison DeCambra]
Baby, it's cold (Br-brr)
Maybe you should hold me, me (Me, me)

[Post-Chorus: Madison DeCambra]
N-n-need a big boy, nah, bigger than that
Big body, big belly, talkin' fat-a-tat-tat
'Cause his sweater's ten times my size
Wrap me up like Chipotle, keep me toasty all night

[Verse 2: Billy the Fridge]
Fuck a white boy summer, it's a fat boy winter
She give me steak dinner and later I put it in her
Me, I'm a winner, I'm a rather large fellow
Her cocoa's gettin' cold, I'mma be her marshmallow
Part yellow, lemme hit her with that jiggle
If she lonely, she know me, I can make her giggle
Turn it up a little, baby you should hide her weight
I'mma be on that bare ass all night, we just hibernate
It's gettin' kinda late, shake the weight, we might break the bed
'Bout to split her ass in two, screamin' like she wake the dead
Now she bringin' cake to bed, that's just how we know it's real
Climb up on that mountain and ride it like a snowmobile

[Chorus: Madison DeCambra]
Baby, it's cold (Br-brr)
Maybe you should hold me, me (Me, me)

[Post-Chorus: Madison DeCambra]
N-n-need a big boy, nah, bigger than that
Big body, big belly, talkin' fat-a-tat-tat
'Cause his sweater's ten times my size
Wrap me up like Chipotle, keep me toasty all night

[Outro]
Baby it's cold
Maybe you should hold me