A Tribe Called Quest — Bonita Applebum 12 Boys Mix

[Intro: Q-Tip] Do I love you? Do I lust for you? Am I a sinner because I do the two? Can you let me know Right now, please Bonita Applebum [Chorus] Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, I said you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, I said you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, I said you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on Bonita, Bonita, Bonita... Bonita Applebum...Bonita Applebum Bonita Applebum...Bonita Applebum Bonita Applebum...Bonita Applebum Bonita Applebum...Bonita Applebum Bonita, Bonita, Bonita... [Verse 1: Q-Tip] Hey Bonita, glad to meet ya For the cunning, stunning you, miss, I must beseech ya Hey, being with you is a top priority Ain't no need to question the authority Chairman of the board, the chief of affections You got mine's to swing in your direction Hey, you're like a hip-hop song, you know? Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on [Chorus] Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, I said you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, I said you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, I said you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on Bonita, Bonita, Bonita... [Verse 2: Q-Tip] 38-24-37 (mmm, mmm, mmm) You and me, hun, we're a match made in heaven I like to kiss ya where some brothers won't I like to tell ya things some brothers don't If only you could see through your elaborate eyes Only you and me, hun, the love never dies Satisfaction, I have the right tactics And if you need 'em, I got crazy prophylactics So far, I hope you like rap songs Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on [Chorus] Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, I said you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, I said you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, I said you gotta put me on Bonita Applebum, you gotta put me on Bonita, Bonita, Bonita Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Bonita, put me on...Bonita, put me on Part 2 [Chorus] Bonita Applebum (hey hon, hey hon) Bonita Applebum (go 'head with yourself) Bonita Applebum (hey hon, hey hon) Bonita, Bonita, Bonita, Bonita, Bonita, come on! [Verse 1: 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 to shit 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 funny but I'm tired of that It's three years later, I got a new rap You 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 [Chorus] 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 hon, hey hon) Bonita Applebum (go 'head with yourself) Bonita Applebum (hey hon, hey hon) Bonita... In the words of the immortal Sweet Daddy (uh) [Verse 2: Q-Tip] I'll never shed a tear but then again I won't steer You wrong, I steer 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 butt groove Intimidate the boy Cupid that's his name Picking all us suckers 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 [Chorus] Bonita Applebum (hey hon, hey hon) Bonita Applebum (go 'head with yourself) Bonita Applebum (hey hon, hey hon) Bonita Applebum, I said you gotta put me on I said Bonita Applebum (hey hon, hey hon) Bonita Applebum (go 'head with yourself) Bonita Applebum (hey hon, hey hon) Bonita, Bonita, Bonita, uh... [Outro]