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(Verse)
Next door she do coke, chick so old
Swear she got the flu back but canât shake a cold
What you got to prove girl? You did it and been there
No matter the occasion she just gotta be in here
Ball court surfer, she a dope boyâs harlot
Neck game shameless, youâd better get garlic
Miss vampire, it's your blood or your bank code
Sheâll thank you kindly, kinda reminds me
Whatâs good for the goose is good for the gander
But my gigolo days died with Huey and the news
You want a taste? Overdo it and you lose
Vixen, she on that smack, my dogs love it
Said she blows cum bubbles out her nose when she swallow
Her creed deeper than the shades of Apollo
But that ainât Balboa, thatâs boa constrictor
She donât let her head to her toes restrict her
Shit, fine dinning, kiwi white wine
When she breaks the bank, she bringinâ out the hammer
Hammer pants, 1200 a pair
Hammer hair, you canât touch this, boy donât even go there
She canât cook a hot-dog but she can eat one
Her college orgy's like each one teach one
Her first gang bang, on her birthday
Sixteen candles, blew âem all in the worst way
But nowadays she sell corporate kitty
Somebodyâs penthouse in some big city
Layinâ on the back side, tears in her eyes
Livinâ her life while her dignity dies
Tarnishing the legacy of queens and the tribe
Bonita apple bum, you kinda turn me off
(Hook)
Bonita apple bum, you kinda turn me off
We dead in the summer time, still got a cough
Bonita apple bum, you kinda turn me off
Bonita bonita bonita
(Verse)
You see you couldnât feed her when she was broke
How long have you been on her
Back summer she givinâ break dance lessons, back spinninâ
Back sinning about ten seconds in the back
Of a rental, the black tint Nexus
She learned the head game with the traces plan
With the male genitalia, probly undressinâ
She should of slown it but you never wouldâve known
Until you put your bone and got to killer comfort California
Great persona, never knew that she was local
How complex your coco, hoppinâ on some nuts like a pogo
Hot chick, never put your face near the slit
Always cline, always sline, always talkinâ shit
The type of girl burn your money, burn your penile
She probly got the fuckinâ road clinic up on redial
I told my man you would leak where you pee at
Bonita bonita bonita
(Hook)
Bonita apple bum, you kinda turn me off
We dead in the summer time, still got a cough
Bonita apple bum, you kinda turn me off
Bonita bonita bonita
(Verse)
Yea, yâall know that sayinâ
When in Rome know what Roman Polanski would do?
So you bit off a lilâ bit more than you can chew
Raised cheeks and white teeth showinâ honey
You and I both know you ainât gettingâ any younger
But you are a given as just a typical lay
Got mano from beinâ a stereotypical way
Views of love are stretched in walk
Put the skellies in the closet with the fresh corpse
Next to it a shelf filled with soap
Health books with looks like a paradox cuz the brooks
Use you like a pair of socks
Keep a pair of cock in your mouth you call it smokinâ Cuban
Youâve been wanted from ground up you never took heave
Most prefer the rose opposed to deceive
All over your charade I can do a dance on the footstep followers
Serving out your high strong
By the word of archers scream I repent
Claim me as an adders I was more than content
Can find you on your knees, got cum on your hands
Bonita bonita bonita
- Album:
- Yes!
- Vintage
- Dirty Slums 2
- Evolution
- B Sides
- Slum Village
- Non-Album Releases
- Detroit Deli: A Taste of Detroit (2004)
- Villa Manifesto
- Fantastic, Volume II
- Fantastic Vol 2 Instrumentals Pt. 1
- 30 Second Ring Tones
- Slum Village (Clean Version)
- Yes Yes - Single
- Fan-Tas-Tic, Volume 1
- Fantastic, Volume 1
- Sex
- Slum Village Greatest Hits Vol. 2
- Prequel to a Classic
- Fan-Tas-Tic, Vol. 1