Ms. Fat Booty

Mos Def

(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 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, 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 (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