HumbleSoles - Bonita Applebum Pt.1 lyrics

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HumbleSoles - Bonita Applebum Pt.1 lyrics

Aw yeah, this for my Southern ATL playas from back in 94 to the early 2000's when yall was riding in Cadillacs with the flats and it was summertime with the top down. And yall saw that one pretty lady I'm from Atlanta Baby! [Chorus 1] Ms. Bonita Applebum you are the bomb Ms. Bonita Applebum you are the bomb Ms. Bonita Applebum you are the bomb *background vocals* Ms. Bonita Applebum you are the bomb [Verse 1] Ms. Bonita Applebum you are the bomb Can we get married maybe have a son Or a daughter doesn't matter which one Let me take you home and show you off to mom Ms. Bonita Applebum you so fine Ya curves crazy and I know I'm outta line I know ya brain just as big as yo behind Really I just want ya love to be mine We was bumping Outkast in the Cadillac When ya ex called said he want the fatty back I had my hands around ya hips like a fanny pack Called him back told em homie this is where its at Now I don't mean to sound way too blatant And I ain't really into all that ratin But you the baddest in the world girl ain't no debatin If the devil wears Prada then you must be satan Amen [Chorus 2] Ms. Bonita Applebum you are the bomb Ms. Bonita Applebum you are the bomb Ms. Bonita Applebum you are the bomb *background vocals* Ms. Bonita Applebum you are the bomb [Verse 2] Now her name was Alexis said she was from Texas Went to school at Spelman now she work at Essence Drove a hybrid Lexus and taught piano lessons Even liked sushi what a hell of a blessin Let her drive my Chevy didn't even crash it She could ride a stick like Danica Patrick Said boy you drive fast, but honey let me max it I told ha baby gone just work yo magic Took the stick-shift and boy did she grab it Then made it disappear thats a hell of a hat trick Now all the money in my pocket she can have it Wid an a** that big you should put it on ya taxes Hopped off the highway went to the drive in Hit the back it was time for me to dine in Put the seat into recline and Did a quick stretch just in case she wanted me to dive in [Chorus 3] Ms. Bonita Applebum you are the bomb Ms. Bonita Applebum you are the bomb Ms. Bonita Applebum you are the bomb *background vocals* Ms. Bonita Applebum you are the bomb