Ms. Fat Booty

Album: Black on Both Sides (1999)

I know, I cannot afford to stop for a moment.. that it is too soon.. to forget I know, I cannot afford to stop for a moment.. that it is too soon.. to forget

[Mos Def] - speaking over sung vocals Man.. for real I was in love with this girl, y´know I was.. to´ up dog! I am tellin you man She was wild man.. f´real It is just too.. let me tell you about her

[Mos Def] Yo, in she came with the same type game The type of girl givin out the fake cell phone & 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 catwoman stance with the fat booty pants Hot damn! What your name love, where you came from? Neck & wrist laced up, very little make-up The slims at the Rebok gym tone your frame up Is sugar & 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 am leaving now´ An hour later, sounds from Jamaica She sippin Crys straight up, shaking, winding her waist up Scene two: my fam throwin the jam For Reed 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, you is the same pretty girl that I had priorly observed Trying to play me for the herb (yea, that is her) Shocked as hell she could not get it together I just played it low & pretended I never met her ‘How you feelin´, ‘oh I am fine´, ‘my name is Mos´, ‘I am Sharice´ I heard so much good about you its nice to finally meet We moved to the booth reserved crew especially And honey love ended up sittin directly next to me I am type polite but now I am lookin at her skeptically Cause baby girl got all the right weaponry Designer fabric, shoes, & accessories Chinky eyes, sweet voice is *f*cking* on me mentally We conversated, made a laugh, yea you know me bro Even though I know the steelo, she wild sweet yo I am about to merc, I say peace to the family She hop up like ‘how you going to leave before you dance with me?´

[hook] (sung) I know I cannot afford this life For a moment That its too soon To forget x2

(spoken by Mos Def) She blew my whole habit, that girl I was like ‘what´ I played it low though, I was like ‘yea, aiight, come on then, let´s go´ Its mad, it was so sick, I tell ya Yo, honey was so blazin, she was just Yo, she was like J. Kennedy Word bond, to my mother man She was that ill man, she take me to the dance floor And she start whispering to me

[Mos Def] 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 am feeling you Beside, ‘can I´ve a dance?´ aint really that original We laughed about it, traced her arms across my shoulder blades They playing lovers´ rock, I got the folded fingers on her waist Heating my blood 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 & patient She touched on my eyelids, the room fell silent She walked away smilin singing Gregory Issac Like ‘if I do not, if I do not, if I do not´ Showin me that tan line & that tatoo Playin Sade, "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 cannot 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 am runnin a fever´ Six months, I am tellin her I desperately need her Nine months, flu-like symptoms when shorty not around I need more than to knock it down I am really tryin to lock it down Midnight we hook up & go at it Burn is over, let her know, sweetheart I got to have it She tellin me commitment is somethin she can not manage Wake up the next morning, she gone like it was magic Ahh damnit! My shit´s all Harrison Ford frantic My 911 wasn´t answered by my fly Taurus enchantress Next week, who hit me up, I saw Sharice at the kiddie club With some banging ass Asian playin lay it down & lick me up What!?


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