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 cease 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 ass      Shorty gotta fat ass   Shorty gotta fat ass   Shorty gotta fat ass   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   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 ass was booming      I couldn't see her face 'cause she wouldn't turn around   Peep is out the window staring five-o down   Chill with that, 'cause I wanna stop and chat   Like a diplomat, yo you're fucking up my rep      She wouldn't turn around so I reached for her pelvis   She turned around, ugly hound dog and I felt this   Money grip was ugly, I had to find out at last   But shorty had a fat ass      Shorty gotta fat ass   Shorty gotta fat ass   Shorty gotta fat ass   She got a big fat      No need to be I'll 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 ass      Shorty gotta fat ass   Shorty gotta fat ass   Shorty gotta fat ass   She got a big      Shorty gotta fat ass   Shorty gotta fat ass   Shorty gotta fat ass   She got a big