Bonita Applebum, hey hon, hey hon Bonita Applebum, go 'head with yourself Bonita Applebum, hey hon, hey hon Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on I said Bonita Applebum, hey hun, hey hun Bonita Applebum, go 'head with yourself Bonita Applebum, hey hun, hey hun Bonita, nita, nita, nita, nita Come on Q-Tip: Bonita Applebum, remember way back woo When you used to play your knickers and your pigtail do I used to be all on it like a fly Back in the days, Bonita was a hit I flirted and I flirted 'til there was no end But she kicked the diabolical and said we was friends Honey, you was funny, but I'm tired of that It's three years later, I got a new rap Got a little older, a tidbit wiser I gained twenty pounds, six inches higher Speakin' of high, I saw you smoke the hootie mack Your ex-boyfriend claims he gets the booty back But I'm here to testify, it'll be a hard try slappin' my knees, lettin' out sighs Wanna keep you slammin' like a hip hop song Bonita Applebum, gotta put me on Chorus: (with Ron Isley singing "Oooh" in the background) Bonita Applebum, hey hon, hey hon Bonita Applebum, go 'head with yourself Bonita Applebum, hey hon, hey hon Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on I said Bonita Applebum, hey hun, hey hun Bonita Applebum, go 'head with yourself Bonita Applebum, hey hun, hey hun In the words of the immortal Sweet Daddy I'll never shed a tear, but then again I won't steer You wrong, I'll steer you strong, for affection steer ya here I'll take you to a place that's farther than the you know What do you know, if we go to El Segundo Your presence should be close, so like on "Buddy", I'll toast To the ever-clever you, to say the least, you're the most Honey, you're my honey, A-yo dip, you're my dip Treasure and forever, velvet pleasure with Tip As we glide and move, cushy like a pillow that's soft and smooth. Ricky D said we got to show and prove. Do it to the music that's the raw butt groove. Intimidate the boy, Cupid, that's his name. Pickin' on us suckas it's his flippin game, but Tip won't fall for that. Instead, I'll get the Natives and we rush to the latest lambskins store get a six pack of hats for... Bonita Applebum, hey hon, hey hon Bonita Applebum, go 'head with yourself Bonita Applebum, hey hon, hey hon Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on I said Bonita Applebum, hey hun, hey hun Bonita Applebum, go 'head with yourself Bonita Applebum, hey hun, hey hun Bonita, Bonita, Bonita
Bonita Applebum, hey hon, hey hon Bonita Applebum, go 'head with yourself Bonita Applebum, hey hon, hey hon Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on I said Bonita Applebum, hey hun, hey hun Bonita Applebum, go 'head with yourself Bonita Applebum, hey hun, hey hun Bonita, nita, nita, nita, nita Come on Q-Tip: Bonita Applebum, remember way back woo When you used to play your knickers and your pigtail do I used to be all on it like a fly Back in the days, Bonita was a hit I flirted and I flirted 'til there was no end But she kicked the diabolical and said we was friends Honey, you was funny, but I'm tired of that It's three years later, I got a new rap Got a little older, a tidbit wiser I gained twenty pounds, six inches higher Speakin' of high, I saw you smoke the hootie mack Your ex-boyfriend claims he gets the booty back But I'm here to testify, it'll be a hard try slappin' my knees, lettin' out sighs Wanna keep you slammin' like a hip hop song Bonita Applebum, gotta put me on Chorus: (with Ron Isley singing "Oooh" in the background) Bonita Applebum, hey hon, hey hon Bonita Applebum, go 'head with yourself Bonita Applebum, hey hon, hey hon Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on I said Bonita Applebum, hey hun, hey hun Bonita Applebum, go 'head with yourself Bonita Applebum, hey hun, hey hun In the words of the immortal Sweet Daddy I'll never shed a tear, but then again I won't steer You wrong, I'll steer you strong, for affection steer ya here I'll take you to a place that's farther than the you know What do you know, if we go to El Segundo Your presence should be close, so like on "Buddy", I'll toast To the ever-clever you, to say the least, you're the most Honey, you're my honey, A-yo dip, you're my dip Treasure and forever, velvet pleasure with Tip As we glide and move, cushy like a pillow that's soft and smooth. Ricky D said we got to show and prove. Do it to the music that's the raw butt groove. Intimidate the boy, Cupid, that's his name. Pickin' on us suckas it's his flippin game, but Tip won't fall for that. Instead, I'll get the Natives and we rush to the latest lambskins store get a six pack of hats for... Bonita Applebum, hey hon, hey hon Bonita Applebum, go 'head with yourself Bonita Applebum, hey hon, hey hon Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on I said Bonita Applebum, hey hun, hey hun Bonita Applebum, go 'head with yourself Bonita Applebum, hey hun, hey hun Bonita, Bonita, Bonita
