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 ass

 Shorty gotta fat ass (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 ass 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 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 (God damn!)
 Money grip was ugly, I had to find out at last
 But shorty had a fat ass

 Shorty gotta fat ass (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 ass

 Shorty gotta fat ass (Repeat 3x)
 She got a biiiiiig...

 Shorty gotta fat ass (Repeat 3x)
 She got a biiiig, ha ha