Big Boy Song Lyrics
(Winter has arrived y’all)
(Temperature is dropping)
(And you know what that means)
(It’s cuffing season)
(That time of year when we find a man to keep us warm)
(Through these cold months)
(But not just any man will do)
(That’s right)
(We out here looking for some big boys)
It’s cuffing season
And now we’ve got a reason to get a big boy
I need a big boy
Give me a big boy
It’s cuffing season
And all the girls are leaving to get a big boy
I need a big boy
I want a big boy
I need a big boy with polar bear arms
Keeps me warm in the winter snow storm
When the chill is biting but his jackets are unzipped
He bring in my groceries in just one trip
Till the Sun comes back I need a big boy hottie
Makes his own heat with his big boy body
For the next three months, skinny boys is dead
Forget a six-pack, I need the whole damn keg
Big boy, with a big ol’ back
A California king, refrigerator stacked
With steaks on steaks on steaks on steaks on steaks
Butter, bacon, cheese and lasagna in the tray
Need an enormous man, with an enormous stand
Feeds me snacks with his enormous hands
And I hope he asks me to be his winter wife
‘Cause messing with a big boy will change your life
It’s cuffing season
And all the girls be needing
I need a big boy
I want a big boy
Give me a big boy
I need a big boy body like a bouncer
Big mouth breather and legs like a monster
Get in the bed and he gonna do me right
And when we all done, he gonna snore all night
And then he stops
Anything I need, my big boy got it
If I need a snack he got Snickers in his pocket
Big warm hoodie, yeah, you know I’m gonna rock it
And if we gon’ travel you know he gon’ put me in
First class ’cause he don’t fit in the back
Hey, big boys
Go big boys
Hey, big boys
I like ’em big boys
I been mannin’ up the whole year
Taking care of kids and wife
I mow the lawn, take out the trash
You don’t think that I be tired?
All I do is work and stress
And I could use a big boy so I could just relax
He need to have them love-handles in the front and in the back
And, yes, I want’em three layers like McDonald’s Big Macs
But if we talkin’ girls
Yo, I like my women big and it don’t matter what the season
Like ’em thick all year, yeah, yeah
It’s cuffing season
And now we’ve got a reason to get a big boy
I want a big boy
Give me a big, big, big boy
(Big, big, big boys)