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 forget
 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 things
 Jewels chipped, 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 sipping Cris straight up, shaking, winding her waist up
 Scene 2: my fam throwing the jam
 Fareed is on the stand, big things is in the plans
 The brother Big Mu makes space for me to move
 "Ayo, this my man Mos, baby, let me introduce"
 I turned around (Say word!) it was the same pretty bird
 Who I had priorly observed trying to play me for the herb
 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 f-ing with me mentally
 We conversated, 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?"
 She blew my whole head with that duke, I was like, word?
 I played it low though, I was like, yeah, aight, come on then, let's go
 Niggas was mad, niggas was so sick, I tell ya
 Yo, honey was so blazing she was just
 Yo, she looked like Jayne 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 and sh-
 "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 whispered, "Honey, let's exchange numbers"
 Scene 3: weeks of dating late night conversation
 In the crib heart racing, trying to 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 cancelled
 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 trying to 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
 Ahh, damn it, my sh- is on Harrison Ford Frantic
 My 911's unanswered by my fly Taurus enchantress
 Next week, Mu hit me up, I saw Sharice at the Kittie club
 With some banging ass Asian playing lay it down and lick me up
 What?