Fatman - Lyrics by Baker Scott


Lyrics
footsteps...in your floor...300 pounds...maybe more...'cause I'm the Fatman!
Well he don't care about anything except his juicy chicken wings...
He had to add a hole to his belt in the heat his belly melts...because he's...
Fat...
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