Joey BADA$$ - Sorry Bonita Lyrics
[Verse 1: Dyemond Lewis]It’s all illusions, fixed gear cruisingFixed reality shrouded from governmental pollutionI ain’t a saint, the holy ghost up in my aura rebuked itIt’s the era of indigo and they go with the preachinI ascend as the seasons, go on and I vanishCause I notice I’m slowly becoming way more imbalancedA king with the crown, firm grip on the chaliceSolid gold angel coming back to burn down this BabylonHas told many tales, his flows you could sellsMastering wind elements, I move with the gales[Verse 2: Chuck Strangers]‘Cause I’m a socialite in the night, ***** get right enableI’m boxin yo dorm, Put my Nikes on the coffee tableMy tongue’s below her navel, she makes it where her skills enableSeals my hands on her extremities, we’re choppin up these remediesCame in between her and IWe leave it to the constellations like should we continue relations?I think not cause all I do is smoke potAnd make beats, and yo ass just want back shots[Verse 3: Dirty Sanchez]Smoker’s club, Michael Jordan how I’m killin 4 quartersYou stashin' the trash, hoarderYo girl startin to bath water, it’s DirtyAnd that’s not an introduction, it’s nutchinDirt on my shoulders, like HovaMy niggas turn boulders soft, that’s the shit that me and jovid saw uhAnd now its like Pro Era in storesAll my niggas opening doors,All my *****es is braless, flawless more or lessBalance was the key, more action less speakingEverybody wants a piecePeaceCheck(Peace)Yo[Verse 4: A la $ole]When I release the flows I goes over yo dome farThe nigga to represent the barrio, we hold barsI shine further, you sons get in the bogardYou gotta pick yo road, give it a go, keep the point gawdBetter with the regis my mind, they manifestinBeast coast, yea we the pros, you don’t wanna mess withWe leave you breathless, don’t second guess the best who blessed itLess than yo adolescence when I speak my progressionBring it down babyBring it down baby, uh[Verse 5: Kirk Knight]This is what I asked for, asked forChillin at my backdoor, back off, mine tweakin on bath saltsConfuse my intelligence, maybe I’m irrelevantSo eloquent, being riders with a elephantThe higher rank tryna pull a trump cardWhen I try and do the things, I deserve all respectIntricit my amount, boy to any amountTo any account, probably I gets em out uhI can see it through the pyramidsI can see it through the pyramidsI can see it through the pyramidsI must admit, I must admit[Verse 6: Dessy Hinds]The mental state of a nigga that was scheduled for greatFollowing schedules, never scheduled for breakBut still embrace he'll put ya' neck in a brace;Regular days went to getting paid regularRespectin the Era where the Era’s been ascendin upGot all types of fans that’s always sendin us loveAnd ex girls that I loved I now offend with a gloveAnd stay deeper, pistol head in the buck‘Cause Mr. Hinds always gotta float to let the people know that nigga head is aboveRegular sea height, cause they 3rd eye never seen heightCause only this Brooklyn street light gave me shine to shine for these nightsCame with the free ice to bag bodies on the beat sipesBring it down babyBring it down baby, uh[Verse 7: CJ Fly]Lookin for who’s in charge, don’t be shocked, I’m the plugGet inside like the socket, the surgeon, the sergeantEnergy – I put all inI’m learning the flaw thingsIn the storm you stand out, you can struck and stand upI know how to conduct, feelings electricWell we’re connected, your buttons are pressinCan test the reception, I sent you a messageLet me know if you get this, a question[Verse 8: Joey Bada$$]Seen it all in the retrospect, took retro stepsLike it’s ’93 still, got ’93 til mic skillsEven got the ecko checkLike for real there no testin, my tribe is not some Tribe called QuestionsMy professions are not no secondsTo know veterans and they minutes of fameI’m a menace, insane, minus the brain as i diminish the flameMake it rain, champagne, till it falls down the drainGot my head up in my dreamsEverything ain't what it be seemin'Don’t blame me girl, blame my semenYou got good jeans so your inseams made seamlessAnd off top, you’re ingeniousWe took a hit of of the greenestNow she at most fear on the atmosphere but don't intervene usBreak her body down to the genus if she leavinShe didn’t get the pic' and now I see SophiaShe get the tone, sorry Bonita butSophia got a applebumSophia got a applebumI’m thinkin I should take it homeWhat you sayin?
