[ Featuring the Hooligans ]
She's
She's got rolls of fat like a stack of tires
A large soda and fries is what she desires
She needs a a seatbelt extender to secure her wide load
She's a fertile field that'll never get sowed
Her silhouette looks like a pile of goo
Her overwhelming scent is of mildew and poo
Whoah-oh whoah-oh
Just say no to fat chicks
Whoah-oh whoah-oh-oh-oh
She sweats crisco
Whoah-oh whoah-oh
Just say no to fat chicks
Whoah-oh whoah-oh-oh-oh
Brushes her teeth with avocado
Whoah-oh whoah-oh
Just say no to fat chicks
She's got a belly that shakes like cranberry sauce
Her ankles would be hidden without those compression socks
She straddles the center console when driving in her car
But a woman of her carriage should never ever travel far
Whoah-oh whoah-oh
Just say no to fat chicks
Whoah-oh whoah-oh-oh-oh
She's a fire marshall's nightmare
Whoah-oh whoah-oh
Just say no to fat chicks
Whoah-oh whoah-oh-oh-oh
Storing calories for a rainy day
Shaking like a fat hooker on a cold night
Her stretch pants are far too tight
Her amorphous visage - Get it outta my sight
Just say
Whoah-oh whoah-oh
Just say no to fat chicks
Whoah-oh whoah-oh-oh-oh
I'm afraid she may just eat me
Whoah-oh whoah-oh
Just say no to fat chicks
So if you see a fat chick just say no and keep on moving She may confuse you for a snack
