Mellowhype - La bonita

La Bonita

Lil' mami got an ass like a mami do
But I'mma spank that ass like a papi do
You in trouble, la bonita, with that attitude
Red lipstick with the tattoo
We in that '63 Impala bangin Big Pun
My other la bonita rollin' up a big one (roll up)
Sexy cholo baby ridin' with that big gun
My Spanish model bitch, she a thick one
Now we in Miami drinkin on tequila
Can I have this dance with you Miss La Bonita? (Yes)
Salsa, cha-cha, blah blah
All I want is la bonita by my side
This song ain’t only for the Spanish girls
(Namsayin it’s for all the girls, I love all girls)

La Bonita

Damn! How'd you get your ass in those?
I love it when she bends over
Touch her calves and toes
A few cents in my amusement park
Don't abuse with your loose friends
Never catch her with some loose pants
I'm too in - tooting as she beep beeps
And I ain't playing with physique
Chick Higashi beats cheeks
I skeet skeet a mountain, but not while she bouncin'
On my vertical jaw ride, dead neck, sore thighs
If you're Dominican, I love hispanics
My Puerto Rico mama speakin' me Spanish
They cook me them steak tacos, side of rice and beans
I bought it, you take the offer, give you the finer things
It's ridiculous, how promiscuous
She looks delicious put her name on my hit it list
Get it bitch, if you ain't got no hoes dawg
You should get a hitch
I'll call it quits and take it hype across this city, bitch
Girl why you pullin' on my shirt, you a flirt huh?
Came through cause your man done did you dirt huh?
And I fuck you good, I make you squirt uh
Just keep talkin' that lala as I observe huh
Something's been wrong with me, lately
Chasin' these ladies I'm crazy
For la bonita, I freak-a-lika and he go see my
She 'bout to kick it like a sneaker
That’s cheaper than that punchline
La bonita bitter sweet, punchline!

I be rolling through, coming through
Holdin' you and pullin' off all of your clothes
Get it three times in a row
I be rollin two blunts, and smokin' you out and your friends
'Cause they know I fuck them too, 'cause they hoes
I be rolling through, coming through, holdin' you
And pullin' off all of your clothes, oh oh
I be rollin two blunts, and just smokin' you out and your friends
'Cause they know toe to toe, whatever goes

Writers: Vyron Turner , GERARD LONG

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