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The song is produced by DJ Premier whose famous scratch samples make up the song's bridge.

The rapper - who now goes by the name of Yasiin Bey - was arrested at Cape Town International airport yesterday (January 15) and appeared in a South African court.

let me tell you about her [Mos Def:] Yo, in she came with the same type game The type of girl giving out the fake cell phone and name Big fame, she like cats with big thangs Jewels chip, money clip, phone flip, the six range I seen her on the Ave, spotted her more than once Ass so fat that you could see it from the front She spot me like paparazzi; shot me a glance in that Catwoman stance with the fat booty pants, hot damn! Neck and wrist laced up, very little make-up The swims at the Reebok gym tone your frame up Is sugar and spice the only thing that you made of?

Many references to numbers are found in this song and at times, Mos Def rhymes statistics in numerical order.

The song highlights the differences between the White and African-American citizens of the US and uses the lyrics "Do your math..." (from Erykah Badu's "On & On") telling young African-American's to 'do their maths' so they can avoid being part of the numerous degrading statistics he raps about in the opening and third verses of the song.

Yo, she looked like Jayne Kennedy, word bond To my mother man, she was that ill man She take me to the dance floor and she start whispering to me [Mos Def:] Yo, let me apologize for the other night I know it wasn't right, but baby you know what it's like Some brothers don't be coming right I understand, I'm feeling you Besides, 'Can I have a dance?

' ain't really that original We laughed about it, traced her arms across my shoulder blades They playing lovers' rock, I got the folded fingers on her waist Heating my blood up like the Arizona summer song Finished then she whisper, 'Honey, let's exchange numbers.' Scene three: weeks of dating late night conversation In the crib heart racing, tryna be cool and patient She touched on my eyelids, the room fell silent She walked away smiling singing Gregory Isaacs Like 'If I don't, if I don't have you...' Showing me her tan line and her tattoo Playing Sade, "Sweetest Taboo" Burning candles, all my other plans got canceled Man I smashed it like a Idaho potato She call me at my J.

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