[Fat girl!]   [You're a fat girl]   [Fat...fat...fat fat fat fat girl] (repeat 2X)      (It's funky fresh Eazy E) new kid on tha block   And already got a fat girl on my jock   Now my story's kinda simple so please change the tempo   As I tell you a tale bout this big fat hippo   I was chillin on the ave drinkin some booze   Saw a fatty comin my way so what was I to do?   I busted a U went tha other way again   but forgot that tha Avenue was a dead end   I turned around, here she came, stride for stride   funky fat like that, bout two thirty-five   Stampede was rushin, I double looked   and she had more chins than a chinese phonebook   Five four three ugly as can be, she said      [Ron-de-vu]   Hello Eazy E. Do you remember me? (I said no)   uhhuh yes you do suga   My name is Bertha but you can call me booga   Remember the time when you were drunk at a party   We was slow dancin, give ya all this body      [Eazy-E]   When she said that she loved me, I was in shock   Oh my God got a fat girl on my jock      [CHORUS:]   [I got a fat girl on my jock] [Fat girl] [Got a fat girl on my jock]      She gave me tha grin, I showed tha frown   and with a bear hug picked me off tha ground   Squeezin me tight, attempted to bug me   Grabbed me by tha rear, said [Love me, hug me!]   I was hell, victim of a scandal   coz this girl's too much for E to handle   Broke tha beast's grip, started to run   Back to tha crib, grabbed tha elephant gun   She's grubbin, thighs rubbin in a hot pursuit   I loaded up tha gun bout ready to shoot   She kept on comin because of addiction   Legs on fire because of friction   My gun broke, now I was doomed   Dropped tha double barrel, grabbed tha harpoon   As I swung, tha fat girl fell   Lyin on tha ave just like a beached whale   That's tha story, it's quite ill   and all fat girls y'all best be chill   All overweight freaks stay off my block   Cause it's ill to have a fat girl on your jock      [CHORUS]