Miss Fat Booty
Mos Def

Chorus:
I know I can't afford this life
For one moment
That its too soon
To forget
(repeat)

Verse 1:
Yo
In she came with the same tight game
The type of girl givin out the fake cell phone and name
Big fame
She like cats with big thangs
Jewels chip, money clip, phone flip, the six range
I seen her on the Ave
Spotted her more than once
Ass so fat that you could see it from the front
She spot me like paparazzi
Shot me a glance in that cat woman stance with the fat booty pants
Hot damn!
What your name love, where you came from?
Neck and wrist laced up, very little make-up
The slims at the Rebok gym tone your frame up
Is sugar and spice the only thing that you made of?
I tried to play it low key but couldn't keep it down
Asked her to dance she was like "Yo, I'm leaving now"
An hour later, sounds from Jamaica
She sippin Crys straight up, shaking mine and her waist up
Scene two:
My fam throwin' the jam
Fahreed is on the stand, big things is in the plan
The brother Big Moon make space for me to move in
"Hey, this my man Mos, baby let me introduce"
I turn around
Say word, you is the same pretty bird that I had priorly observed
Trying to play me for the herb (yeah, that's her)
Shocked as hell she couldn't get it together
I just played it low and pretended I never met her
"How you feelin'"
"Oh I'm fine"
"My name is Mos"
"I'm Sharice"
"I heard so much good about you its nice to finally meet"
We moved to the booth reserved for crew especially
And honey love ended up sittin directly next to me
I'm type polite but now I'm lookin at her skeptically
Cause baby girl got all the right weaponry
Designer fabric, shoes, and accessories
Chinky eyes, sweet voice is fuckin' on me mentally
We conversated
Made her laugh, yeah you know me bro
Even though we on this steelo, she wild sweet yo
I'm about to merc, I say peace to the family
She hop up like, "How you gonna leave before you dance with me?"

Chorus (twice) with:
She blew my whole habit, that girl
I was like, "What?"
I played it low though
I was like, "Yeah, aiight, c'mon then, let's go"
It's mad
It was so sick, I tell ya
Yo, honey was so blazin', she was just
Yo, she was like Jane Kennedy
Word bond
To my mother, man
She was that L man
She take me to the dance floor an' she start whispering to me

Verse 2:
"Yo, let me apologize for the other night
I know it wasn't right
But baby you know what its like
Some brothers don't be coming right
I understand, I'm feeling you
Beside, ‘Can I have a dance?' ain't really that original"
We laughed about it
Traced her arms across my shoulder blades
They playin lovers' rock, I got to put the fingers on her waist
Heatin' my butt up like the Arizona summer song
Finished then she whisper, "Honey, let's exchange numbers"
Scene three:
Weeks of datin', late night conversation
In the crib heart racin', tryin' to be cool and patient
She touched on my eyelids, the room fell silent
She walked away smilin' singing Gregory Issac
Like, "If I don't, if I don't, if I don't"
Showin 'me that tan line and that tattoo
Playin shy, they sweetest taboo
Burnin candles, all my other plans got canceled
Man I smashed it like an Idaho potato
She call my at my J-O, "Come now"
I can't say no
Ginseng tree trunks, rockin the p-funk
Cocking her knees up, champion lover not ease up
Three months, she call, "I feel I'm runnin a fever"
Six months, I'm tellin her I desperately need her
Nine months, flu like symptoms when shorty not around
I need more than to knock it down I'm really tryin to lock it down
Midnight we hook up and go at it
Burn is over, let her know, sweetheart I got to have it
She tellin me commitment is somethin she can't manage
Wake up the next morning, she gone like it was magic
Ah damnit!
This all Harrison Ford frantic
My 911 wasn't answered by my fly torist enchantress
Next week, who hit me up
I saw Sharice at the kiddie club
With some banging ass Asian playin' lay it down and lick me up
What!?

Chorus