Ultra - Fat Lady lyrics

Yeah y'all it's me, devastating Reverend Tom
The church is open here
Sessions will get bigger, my stats will grow
I don't call my stuff funk
Gospel-vomic, let's get raw yeah

I used to look at girls
They were slim with fat stomachs
In restaurants, dog face
Your girl made me vomit
I took my goggles off
Threw up in the garbage can i spit up more
Hurlin' more on the garbage man
She called her boyfriend
Her girlfriend look like Pigpen
I got loose and grabbed the
Horse right from the moose
Right in LA, Hollywood, in front of Roscoe's
Plastic freaks
Lookin at me like I'm an average Joe
She said, "I think you're stupid, " I said
"You're big and fat -
I'mma have to diss you
And step up in that rectum crack"
Take off that hair, now you bald
Let me make the call
Watch your lip, and I'mma make your guts fall
I see stretch marks that's
Dark like -censored-
You best to kneel, let the Reverend heal you
Fat lady! (Big woman) fat lady! (Big woman)
Fat lady! (Big woman) fat lady! (Big woman)

Here's a napkin
Wipe off your lips and lose them fat hips
I know your toes smell
Your butt smell like corn chips
You was about what? Lookin bougie
I ain't the one
You try to pour your drink on me
Go' head call the bouncers
My cousin outside, with two tecs
And forty ounces them homos at the door
Didn't want none - further more
You started first fats
I'mma quench your thirst don't need no pens
Why them niggas lookin at my hearse?
With two grenades in my coat
A bomb in my pocket
I'll make this club jump off
Just like a Houston Rocket like Monica said
"Just one of those days -
You take it personal" yes
You tried to laugh at me
My thousand dollar white shoes
Don't mess with me my girl
I'll put your business in the news
Take off that wig and hairpiece
Remove your contacts
I'll break you down like a clown
(Man, why you wild man?)

Standing over there with fat cellulite
Lookin goofy with NBA players with cheap
Suit's lookin doofy
My shit's Italian, and made by Lou Bernazini
You havin Fatburgers, wine please
With linguini my girl's from Paris
She models - do you feel embarassed?
Aluminum foil dress that won't impress
Wipe that chili off your neck
Them hamburgers is a mess
With more red meat, you can't look so petite
The devil's cookin
Your pot of grease smells sweet
You in this land of Sodom & Gomorrah
Should steal away in prime time
Your makeup is the poorest
You lookin almost white like Michael Jackson
Mariah Carey flap but you
Gets no rectum action
Stomach out, doo doo stain I spray with Shout
I'm innocent, I never bothered anybody
You gets trained, remain seated on the potty
Truly yours

Once again, devestating Reverend Tom
I'd like to say peace to my
Man out there Kool Keith
Automator, Kut, TR love, Biz
Devastating Reverend Tom