Ms. Fat Booty

(I know I can't afford to stop for one moment)

(That it's too soon to forget)

(I know I can't afford to stop for one moment)

(That it's too soon to forg-)

Yo, in she came with the same type game

The type of girl giving 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 Catwoman stance with the fat booty pants, hot damn

What's your name love, where you came from?

Neck and wrist laced up, very little make-up

The swims at the Reebok 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 and she was like, "Yo, I'm leaving now"

An hour later, sounds from Jamaica

She's sipping Cris' straight up, skanking, winding her waist up

My fam throwing a jam (Scene two)

Fareed is on the stand big things is in the plan

The brother Big Mu makes space for me to move

Hey, yo, this my man Mos, baby let me introduce; I turn around

It was the same pretty bird who I had priorly observed (Say word)

Trying to play me for the herb (Yeah, that's her)

Shocked as hell she couldn't get it together

I just played along and pretended I never met her

How you feeling? "Oh I'm fine", my name is Mos, "I'm Sharice

I heard so much good about you, it's nice to finally meet"

We moved to the booth reserved for crew especially

And honey love ended up sitting directly next to me

I'm type polite, but now I'm looking at her skeptically

'Cause baby girl got all the right weaponry

Designer fabric, shoes, and accessories

Chinky eyes, sweet voice is *** on me mentally

We conversated, I made her laugh, yeah you know me bro

Even though I know the steelo, she wild sweet yo

I'm 'bout to murk, I say peace to the family

She hop up like "How you gon' leave before you dance with me?"

Yo, let me apologize for the other night

I know it wasn't right, but baby you know what it's like

Some brothers don't be coming right

I understand, I'm feeling you

Besides, 'Can I have a dance?' ain't 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'

Weeks of dating late night conversation (Scene three)

In the crib heart racing, tryna be cool and patient

She touched on my eyelids, the room fell silent

She walked away smiling singing Gregory Isaacs

Like 'If I don't, if I don't have you'

Showing me her tan line and her tattoo

Playing Sade, "Sweetest Taboo"

Burning candles, all my other plans got canceled

Man I smashed it like a Idaho potato

She call me at my J.O., 'Come now,' I can't say no

Ginseng tree trunks, rocking the P-Funk

Cocking her knees up, champion lover not ease up

Three months, she call 'I feel I'm running a fever'

Six months, I'm telling 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 tryna lock it down

Midnight we hook up and go at it

Burn a stoge and let her know, sweetheart I got to have it

She telling me commitment is something she can't manage

Wake up the next morning, she gone like it was magic

Ah, damn it! My **** is on Harrison Ford Frantic

My 911's unanswered by my fly Taurus enchantress

Mu hit me up, I saw Sharice at the Kitty club (Next week)

With some banging ass Asian playing lay it down and lick me up

What!