Ms. Fat Booty Lyrics

Mos Def - Ms. Fat Booty Lyrics

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Ms. Fat Booty Lyrics

(sung)

I know, I can't afford to stop

for a moment.. that it's too soon.. to forget

I know, I can't afford to stop

for a moment.. that it's 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'm tellin you man

She was wild man.. f'real

It's 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 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 blazed 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 she was like "Yo, I'm leavin now"

An hour later, sounds from Jamaica

She sippin Crys straight up, shakin, windin her waist up

Scene two: my fam throwin the jam

Fahreed is on the stand big things is in the plan

The brother Big Mu makes space for me to move in

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

Say word!  You was the same pretty bird who I had priorly observed

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

Shocked as hell she couldn't get it together

I just played it long 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 it's 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 {*fucking*} with me mentally

We conversated, made a laugh, yeah you know me bro

Even though I know the steelo, she wild sweet yo

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

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



[hook 2X - sung]

I know I can't afford this life

For a moment

That its too soon

To forget



[Mos continues speaking through sung hook]

She blew my whole head with that dude, I was like "What?"

I played it low though, I was like

"Yeah, aiight, c'mon then, let's go"

It's mad, the shit is so sick, I'm tell you

Yo, honey was so blazin, she was just..

Yo, she was like Jayne Kennedy, word bond

To my mother man, she was that ill man

She take me to the dance floor and she start whisperin 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 comin right

I understand, I'm feelin you

Beside, ‘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

He end 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 Issacs

Like ‘if I don't, if I don't, if I don't'

Showin me that tan line and that tattoo

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 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 a stogger, 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

Ahh damnit! This 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 kitty club

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

What!?