The Lyrics
You know I'm always eating out, stuffing my mouth cause I'm hungry
you gon take me out and find out how hard it can be to feed me
Buffet Line's can't even hold me
if they tied up my hands,
When I see them hamburgers, wanna ruin my pants,
not a big fan of ranch, (Wheeew!) And I don't eat no salads
don't eat carrots, (Vegetables) No, I throw fits,
trying to buy fries I need some more change,
(I'm afraid) the double whopper just went out of my range,
I got a big stain, mustard on my shirt, no shame,
Missed the bread, I better go and prac-tice my aim
all that ketchup you applying, makes the bun soft,
You ain't got no room for extras take the pickles off,
the flavor that's lost, is hard to get across,
hook me up with some extra beef, go ask your boss
I'ma bound to get fat, the whole table is packed,
'matter of fact (lettuce and tomatoes,) hold that (Ayyyyyy)
[Chorus]
My ass weighs a ton
Everything is supersized, fill up my bucket with fries
My ass weighs a ton, ey ey ey (ey ey)
(Let me ask you man)
Can't figure out why I weigh a ton
So offer me some weiners or even chicken tenders
(Tell me now dirty)
Can't figure out why I weigh a ton
ey ey (ey ey)
[Verse 2]
Do you like it when I cook the burger patty, weighs about a pound,
Mix a little chuck with handfuls of ground round?
Hell yea ma' I love a girl who's willing to please
Just forget about the heart disease and pile on the cheese
I'm not concerned with the fat grams, calories,
cholestrol, none of that, (no way,)
you probably got that at Subway or some low fat menu,
If you don't fry it, I won't try it,
{Phone dial tone in background}
(Ohh) Won't end up on a diet
Oh I think it would offend some cows,
If they can see the burger wrappers in my backseat now,
2 bites is my style, swallow it *down, down*,
Got my Chicken Nuggets now, dip it in the sweet and sow',
I eat hella pies, and you know bout the chicken thighs
(Hey guy) don't remember, then play Popeyes
Mixing the king with mickey's, Got me beggin fo' mo
Im not a man who's hard to please, but there's one thing I know, eh
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[Verse 3]
I'm tired of people saying my eating must stop,
Half the time it be the people who got bellies that drop,
(You know), tummy so fat, that they can barely walk,
(Come on) Make my fries hot, I Love Tater Tots
You aint gotta cook the pork chops, just give me blow pops,
Gimme hot pocks, gotta keep my freezer in stock
Got some chips inside a bowl, make my taste buds pop,
{Cricket Noises} I'm hungry, haha
I Eat donuts at night, and bake cookies when I wake up,
Make at least three dozen eat until I throw up,
Gotta Praise Dave Thomas on the top of my roof,
(Baby) Some people get sweet, I get burger tooth
I eat the meat, Such a zesty fancy treat (So Crazy)
Chow down, got fast food trash, covering my feet
With the Studio crew, by now you have a clue,
And I will never stop til the table is through
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