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...
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... Explain Request ×
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