Chords for Mos Def /Aretha Franklin - Ms. Fat Booty extended version

_ _ Night changes things.
[D] You can't see exactly how, but you can feel it in your bones.
We want to talk [F#m] right down to earth.
[Bm] In a language that [F#m] everybody here can easily _ _ _ [B]
understand. [F#m] Easily [E] understand.
[G#m] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ [E] _ [B] _
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_ [C#] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _
_ _ _ One step ahead [F#m] of your hour.
[E] _ One step slowly [G#m] from your [C#] sweet lair.
[A] I know I [G#m] can't afford to stop.
[C#m] For one look, cause [F#m] I'm just a breath to your fingertips.
I can feel [A] _
_ [B] _ [E] your _ breath [C#m]
on my shoulder.
_ [E] _ Keep [C#m] reminding me that [F#m] it's too soon to forget.
_ [D#] It's too late to [G#m] be [D#] free.
Each time [F#m] you speak, [B] I'm [E] only one step ahead [F#m] [A] of your love.
[G#m]
I try, and yet I can't [C#] change things.
[A]
Seems like I'll have [G#m] to take that _ [C#m] step backward.
[F#m] Cause one step ahead is a step too far [B] away [E] from you.
_ [C#m] _
_ One [F#m] step ahead is a step too far away [B] [E] from _ you.
[C#m] _
_ _ [F#m] Just one step ahead is a step too far away [B] [E] from you.
_ [C#m] _
_ [F#m] I [A] know I [G#m] can't afford to stop.
[C#m] For one look, that [F#m] it's too soon to forget.
I know I [G#m] can't afford to stop.
For [C#m] one look, [F#m] that it's too soon to forget.
And she came with the same type game.
The type of girl giving out the fake cell phone.
The name, Big Faye.
Bitch, you like got the big thing.
Jewel chip, money clip, phone flip, the [C#] six ring.
I seen her on the ass, spotted her more than once.
Ass so flat that you can see her from the front.
She spot me like paparazzi.
Shot me a glance and that cat woman stands to the fact.
Booty pants, hot damn.
What's your [F] name, love?
Where you came from?
Neck and wrist laced up.
Very little makeup.
Just swim with the Reebok.
[C#] Gym tone, you frame up.
And sugar and spice, the only thing that you made up.
I tried to play it low key, but couldn't keep it down.
Asked her dance, but she was like, yo, I'm leaving now.
An hour later, Sam swims your makeup.
She's sipping Chris Tate.
I was shaking while in the waves, though.
See, see.
Mufanto in the damn parade is on the stand.
Big things is in the plan.
The brother, Big Moon, makes space for me to move in.
And yo, this my man, Moose, baby.
Let me introduce our [N] turnaround.
He was the same pretty bird who I had priorly observed.
Trying to play me for the Earth.
Shocked to tell she couldn't get it together.
I just played along and [A] pretended I never met her.
How you feeling?
No, I'm fine.
My name is Moose. I'm [C#] Cherise.
I heard so much good about you.
It's nice to finally meet.
We moved to the OOV Reserve and grew expressionally.
Got honey love and it all sitting directly next to me.
I'm tight for life, but now I'm looking at her skeptically.
This baby girl got all the right weaponry.
Designer [D] fabrics, shoes, and [F] accessories.
Chinky eyes, sweet voice.
You know me, mess with me.
We conversated, made a laugh.
Yeah, you know me, bro.
Even though we're ill to see, [F#m] though.
She rock sweet, yo.
I bought the merc.
I say [C#] peace to the family.
She hop up like, how you going to leave before you dance with me?
[F#m] She blew my whole head with that.
[G#m] I was like, what?
I played along.
I was [C#m] like, yeah, all right, come on, man. Let's go.
This is [F#m] mad.
This is so sick.
Yo, honey was so [A] crazy.
She was [G#m] like Jane Kennedy, world [C#m]-bomber.
To my mother, man.
She was that [F#m] L-Rat.
She take you to the dance floor and start whispering to me.
Yo, let me apologize for [F] the other night.
I know it wasn't right, but baby, [C#] you know what it's like.
Some brothers don't become my right.
I understand.
I'm feeling you.
Besides, can I have a dance?
Ain't really that original.
We laugh about it.
Trace the arms across my shoulder blade.
They playing love a rock.
I got to hold the fingers on her waist.
He and my butt up like the Arizona summer song.
Finish this.
She was from 2016, number three.
We were in late night conversation in the crib.
Heart races, trying to be cool and [F] patient.
She tucked up my eyelids.
The road was [C#] silent.
She walked away smiling, singing Gregory Isaacs like, if I don't,
if I don't, I don't.
She want me at 10, 9, and that tattoo playing Sade, sweet as taboo,
burning candles on my other plans got canceled.
Man, I smash it like a Idaho potato.
She call me at my jail.
Come now, I can't say no.
Gyms and tree trunks, rocking her P from Coconinisa, champion lover,
not EZA.
Three months, she call, I feel I'm running a fever.
Six months, I'm telling her I just really need her.
Nine months, we like sipping some shorty, not around any more than to knock it down.
I'm really trying to lock it down.
Midnight, we hook up and go at it.
Burn a slogan, let her know, sweetheart, I got to have it.
She telling me commitment is something she can't manage.
Wake up the next morning, she gone like it was magic.
God damn it.
This is on Harrison [D] Ford Friday.
My mama wasn't answering my my plot, Taurus and Jankers.
Next week, who hit me up?
Bustle, Cherise, [C#] 50 Kitty Club or some banging ass Asian player.
Lay it [A#] down and lick me off, lick [G#m] me off, lick [F] me off, lick me off.
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