Ms. Fat Booty – Mos Def
she likes him,
she won’t tell.
she loves him,
she can’t ask.
he is like the blowing wind, the shooting stars,
fresh, free, wild, wooing, thrashing, speaking.
he is the one,
who can maker her heart beat mad ,
the one who can make it lull.
she dreams about him,
she can’t let slip.
she want to scream his name,
she can’t explain, express. she fakes. she’s helpless.