Fat Joe Shorty Gotta Fat Ass Lyrics

Shorty Gotta Fat Ass Lyrics

Well it`s Friday night, I`m in a club with a crew just maxing 
Cuties and booties and yo I`m ready for action 
Cause Fat Joe doesn`t go to clubs for his health 
It`s too many skins, so every man for himself 
I got me a Sex on the Beach from the bar 
I know this girl was looking at me from afar 
Plus she with a crew, they all got it going on 
She came over and asked me if my name was John 
I said, "Yeah, John Doe, so what`s it to you?" 
She said "Sorry yo, I just thought I knew you" 
She walked away dissed because I had dropped the bomb 
I felt bad so I reached out and snatched her arm 
I pulled her back, gave her my apologies 
She accepts it, but now she starts to follow me 
Watching where I`m going, seeing who I know 
Once she saw the Gucci, she said "Oh, that`s Fat Joe" 
I could hear the conversation, Shorty was digging me 
No way she was igging me, ayo she was big on me 
Throughout the night she remained in my eyesight 
My man Black Caese was telling me "Yo she`s fly, right?" 
No that the jam is over there`s no need to front 
Cause she`s leaving out the club and I`m right behind her 
Now we in the deli butt naked catching wreck at last 
Cause shorty gotta fat as* 
 
 Shorty gotta fat as*  (Repeat 3x) 
 She got a big fat... 
 
Driving in my Five on the live side of town 
One of those days I just wanna ride around 
With three deep, me Diamond D, and Peep 
(Who`s Peep?) That`s my man that be whipping the white jeeps 
So bust it, I hit Fordham road in the town 
Cause I`m riffing in the front fool, Luther Vandross 
Never too much, and what did I see? 
Honeygrip had a little too much for me 
Diamond said "Damn!" Peep said "I know her!" 
Yeah right, whatever, I`m still pulling over 
Hey mamita, Spanish I`m assuming 
A Spanish caught wreck and that as* was booming 
I couldn`t see her face cause she wouldn`t turn around 
Peep is out the window staring Five-O down (Bo bo bo!) 
Chill with that, cause I wanna stop and chat 
Like a diplomat, yo you`re f**king up my rep 
She wouldn`t turn around so I reached for her pelvis 
She turned around, ugly hound dog, and I felt this (God damn!) 
Money grip was ugly, I had to find out at last 
But shorty had a fat as* 
 
 Shorty gotta fat as*  (Repeat 3x) 
 She got a big fat... 
 
No need to be ill come all out my face 
But the name is Fat Joe and in love I got good taste 
Big butts come a dime a dozen in New York 
I couldn`t help but notice when I watch you walk 
You got the booming system and I don`t mean sound 
I want to smack it up, flip it, and rub it down 
I know girls try to say I`m living foul 
But you know you can`t trust a big but and a smile 
I`m not concerned with the niggas in your past 
But straight up and down, shorty gotta fat as* 
 
 Shorty gotta fat as*  (Repeat 3x) 
 She got a biiiiiig... 
 
 Shorty gotta fat as*  (Repeat 3x) 
 She got a biiiig, ha ha