Tom Coyne - Bonita Applebum (Hootie Mix) lyrics

[Hook] 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 (Repeat x2) [Verse 1: Q-Tip] Bonita Applebum remember way back whoo When you used to play with n***as in your pigtail do I used to be all on it like a fly on sh** Back in the days, Bonita was a hit I flirted and I flirted 'til there was no end But you kicked the diabolical and said we was friends Honey you was for me but I'm tired of that It's three years later, I got a new rap Got a little older, a titbit wiser I gained twenty pounds, six inches higher Speaking of high I saw you smoke a hootie mack Your ex-boyfriend claims he gets the booty back But I'm here to testify it'll be a hard try Slapping my knees, letting out sighs Want to keep it slamming like a Hip Hop song Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on [Hook] [Verse 2: Q-Tip] I'll never shed a tear but then again I won't steer You wrong, I feel you strong, for affection steer here I'll take you to a place that's farther than the Uno What do you know, if we go to El Segundo Your presence should be closer like on "Buddy" I'll toast To the ever clever youth to say the least you're the most Honey you're my honey, a-yo dip you're my dip Treasure and forever there'll be pleasure with Tip As we glide and move Cushioned 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 bu*t groove Intimidate the boy Cupid that's his name Picking all us s**ers is his flipping game But Tip don't fall for that Instead I'll get the Natives and we rush to the latest Lambskin store, get a six-pack of hats for [Hook]