Who’s Booty EPMD

[Verse 1: 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 'cause she was ready for the Jim
Browski, I doubt the E would front
So like a real stunt, I rolled the blunt
She was ready, I could see it in her face
So we stepped and went right to her place
It was fat, she had a dope crib
She offered food like some barbeque 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 you
When I'm loving you
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 and don't like fishing
And next time, I wanna 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