[Verse 2: Childish Gambino] The wait is over, shut up, bend over I hang with monsters, I chill with Grover The boy Ebola, my boy fat too And my girl so fat that they call her Oprah I got that green like a bowl of okra Loose change so fat can't fit my sofa I head to the bank, call the shit my grocer It's Sex in the City, get the fat mimosa Me and B, we fat boys, hang with fat girls Driving fat toys, fuck Dan Aykroyd I'm live on a Saturday night I got two fat girls, I'm doing it right Like my name John Goodman I got the fat crib so I'm doing real good, man And I'm up to no good, man This is how I get fat, call the shit cooking
[Chorus: Childish Gambino] Fat people do fat things Fat people do fat things Fat people do fat things Fat people do fat things
[Verse 3: Billy Scafuri] I tip waitresses, I tip scales My style is kind of fat like an Orca whale I'm sipping whole milk as I stare Thinking I can be your Oprah, you can be my Gayle Cause I am a fat boy, never been to Bally's Married to this fat life, call me Kirstie Alley Married to the snack life, counting every calorie Might just open up a fat boy art gallery
[Verse 4: Childish Gambino & Billy Scafuri] What else you do, B? I'll make it easy What else you do, B? For girls to squeeze me I'm phat but my numbers run Listen, son, I'mma show them how it's done When my swagger weighs a ton Stickin' straws inside of girls, you can call me the Capri Sun
[Verse 5: Childish Gambino] I make the girls drip, so I guess I eat Gushers Screaming out yeah like I'm eating out Usher In your dad's bedroom where I fuck you Knockin' on the door, so you're screaming out "nothing" But they all know it's something You didn't think I'd tear the pussy up, did you pumpkin? But better and better like Benjamin Button
[Verse 6: Billy Scafuri & Childish Gambino] I hang out with Chester Cheeto Cooler than the ranch on your Dorito Hotter than the peppers in your burrito Getting cheddar and cream, if you know what I mean Yeah, I know what you mean, homegirl mistaken She think Gambino won't bring home bacon Or bring home Swiss cheese, my dough got holes Cause all these hoes want shoes and nice clothes They want the Macy's, the Neiman Marcus The Fendi purses, the Gucci parkas I know you want it, don't get me started They see Gambino and they act retarded
[Chorus: Childish Gambino] Fat people do fat things Fat people do fat things Fat people do fat things Fat people do fat things
[Outro: Billy Scafuri] Eat snacks, mother fucker, eat snacks Eat snacks, mother fucker, eat snacks Eat snacks coming out of packs Guaranteed to put a little fat on your back Eat snacks
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Off Gambino’s mixtape Poindexter with Billy Scafuri, a writer and actor.
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