A Tribe Called Quest - Bonita Applebum Lyrics
Chorus:Bonita applebum, hey hun, hey hunBonita applebum, go head with yourselfBonita applebum, hey hun, hey hunBonita applebum, you gotta put me onI said bonita applebum, hey hun, hey hunBonita applebum, go head with yourselfBonita applebum, hey hun, hey hunBonita, nita, nita nita, nitaCome onQ-tip:Bonita applebum, remember way back woo...When you used to play your knickers and your pigtail doI used to be all on it like a flyBack in the days, bonita was a hitI flirted and i flirted till there was no endBut she kicked the diabolical and said we was friendsHunny, you was funny, but i'm tired of thatIt's three years later, i got a new rapGot a little older, a taint bit wiserI gained twenty pounds, six inches higherSpeakin of higher, i saw you sunk a hootie mackYour ex-boyfriend claims he gets the booty backBut i'm here to testify, it'll be a hard trySlappin my knees, lettin out sighsWanna keep you bangin like a hip hop songBonita applebum, you gotta put me onChorus: (with ron isley singing "oooh" in the background)In the words of the immortal swoop daddy (uh!)I never shed a tear, then again i won't steerYou wrong, i steer you strong, for affections steer hereI'll take you to a place that's farther than the you knowWhat do you know, if we go to el segundoYour presence should be close, like on buddy, i'll toastTo the ever-clever and to say the least, you're the mostHunny, you're my hunny. a-yo dip, you're my dipTreasure and forever, feel the pleasure with tipAs we glide and move, cushion like a pillow that's soft and smoothRickety said we got to show and proveDo it to the music, that's the raw butt grooveIntimidate the boyCupid, that's his name. pickin all the suckasIt's the flippin game, but tip don't fall for thatInstead, i'll get the natives and we rush to the latest lambskin storeGet a six pack of hats for...Chorus
