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Heavy Girl

This song is by Strait A Students and appears on the album Creeding Your Heart Out (2006).

She may have a roll or 2 above her wait,
But I still want to have a taste of it.
What do I got to do to sit her on my face?
Some people say that I'm sick in the head,
'Cause I want girls to cave in my bed.
Not all believe that skinny's sexy,
You'll never get her drunk you've always got a taxi. I'm chasing chubbies and I'm riding the waves,
Not the ones in
California but in
A. I'm waxin up my woody 'cause it's takin' a toll, I'm hangin' ten on my gargantuan - my anti-
She likes the calories, yeah, yeah
She's eating seven times a day, yeah.
When she starts munchin I get bigger.
When she gets finished I'm stickin it in her,
It's not a perfect world,
And I've got my
Gravity pulling like
Kutcher pulls a prank,
Washes her clothes in an underwater tank.
Like rubbermaid she's always got a meal,
It's bulging out her pockets only partly concealed.
Size of a house but she still fits in her blouse,
The sounds of her tearing clothes, getting me aroused.
If she were a planet she'd of swallowed the sun,
When you get er' done, she's a cocked-back, fully-loaded gun.
Go ahead and shoot me cause you know I love the big ones,
With the luscious lips and the bouncing tits, I'm all about the big ole buns.
Go ahead and kill me, 'cause I just love the fattys, I can hear the sound of the ocean when she's all up on me,

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