Who's Booty

[Erick Sermon] Yo, at a hip-hop club was a girl I met She was hot you can bet, her body dripped with sweat I kicked it to her, and her name was Kim She said let's jet because she was ready for the Jim Browski I doubt thee E would front So like a real stunt, I rolled the Blunt She was ready, I could see it in her face She said "let's jet" we went back to her place It was fat, she had a dope crib She offered food, like some barbucue ribs I said "No thank you, not now honey How about some drink," "yes some Gin Rummy" "After that, come here and sit down" We put on tender Roni by Mister Bobbi Brown We waste no time, it was time to do it Put on some James Brown so we can get into it No kinky stuff, like ropes or handcuffs But when you love me please don't be rough I said "listen, I'LL BE GENTLE, I'LL BE VERY GENTLE WHEN I'm LOVING YOOOOUUU WHEN I'm LOVING YOOOOUUU ...So I dipped, I abandoned ship Threw in the anchor like on the boat tip That's what I get for trying to be a lover But never judge a book, by its damn cover I'm not dissing, but I don't like fishing And next time, I want to know who I'm kissing You can call me gay or a tutti-frutti But I won't touch it until I know who's Booty [Parrish Smith] Well I was maxin' one day just minding my own Talking to E-Double on my car cellular phone When I seen this fly girl clocking her looks were temptating The look in her eye was the look of infatuation So I put my car in park, turned my system down I said "Excuse me, are you new in town" She said "it's funny you asked I just got here today" I said "Yo, you need a lift because I'm going that way" She said "My mother always told me not to ride with strangers And if I did, than my life would be in danger" I said "Yeah that's true, but I'm not you're everyday swinger To tell you the truth, I'm a well known singer" Plus I was cold coolin', 40 dawn in lap Wings on my fingers from my fisherman hat She got in and said "Yo I never done this before" I had to play my cards right to get my foot in the door I said "Yeah, my name is Parrish but they call me MD For the way I hold the mic and slay MCs" She was lost and replied, "You a medical doctor?" I said "close but no cigar, I'm the microphone doctor Who performs open surgery, on MCs who are willing Except to try and save them, I try to kill 'em" She said "Ooh that sounds exciting, please tell me more" You mean how we pack the heinz and clock the G's or more We got to her house and her moms wasn't home As we went to the room I sparked up the homegrown I was with it, felling nice from Old E Ready to get busy, and wax a cold booty We got to her room it was time to max Pulled out the Jimhat and strapped the Bozak I hit the lights, and next was the sack We started doing it, it was hard to produce Because the booty was cold kickin like They Call Me Bruce I had to cover my nose, not to ruin the mood Because I knew I wasn't fishing but I smelled seafood Smelled like shrimp or lobster, or tuna of the sea And it wasn't worth catching the A to I to D to the S oh yes The S is for safe sex And as I glanced through the door, yo that move was next But then she pulled me close, and said "Let's get loose" When out of nowhere I yelled "Baby did you do..." She said no P, cause I'm not a swinger I couldn't buy that as I smelled my forefinger I was playing myself plus my style was cramped I grabbed my keys and coat, and MD broke camp And as I walked to the door, the girl got moody I looked her eye to eye and said.. "WHO'S BOOTY"