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 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