This song is about an advanced debating technique. -- INTRO -- Well, we've argued on for hours And you still will not accept That my point of view's superior to yours. But my intellectual powers Will prove just how you're inept, For your reasoning is suff'ring from the greatest flaw of flaws. For you see... -- VERSE 1 -- When yo' mama was delivered, 'Twas your grandma's worst ordeal. Each brutal strain was met with heaving pain That drove her nigh insane while leaving scars that could not heal. And when the birth was fin'ly over, They could not believe their eyes: The baby that had just popped out Was almost twice your grandma's size. -- CHORUS 1 -- Yo' mama's so fat; Yo' mama's so fat. Don't let her near a platter, Or she'll get even fatter; Ev'ry time she takes a step she makes the pavement shatter. Yo' mama's so fat; Yo' mama's so fat. We ought to snub her -- She's just a mound of blubber Coz yo' mama's so damn fat! -- VERSE 2 -- When yo' mama eats her dinner, It's an epic enterprise: She eats and eats extremely greasy meats, And then she goes for sweets in heaps that reach the very skies. And it's a wonder she affords it, But just ask those banking chaps: The subprime loan to fund her food Made the economy collapse. -- CHORUS 2 -- Yo' mama's so fat; Yo' mama's so fat. She's nowhere near ascetic, And hence far from aesthetic; It won't be too long before she's Type 2 diabetic. Yo' mama's so fat; Yo' mama's so fat. You can't deny it: She really needs a diet Coz yo ...