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Lyrics for 'Bonafide' by 'Jon B'
Everybody's In The Major League
Ain't Nobody Wanna Be Straight Up
I See The Hotties On The Way To Work
They Be Waiting Outside The Club
See Samantha Got A Glass Of Wine
And In The Corner She Be Laggin' Behind
To Ladies Room To Powder Her Lines
She Be Feeling Like Dyn-o-mite
Jizzable Jazz, How Could It Be Passed
Some Come Move That Ass
I Know What You Wanna Do
She's Looking For A Phat Wad
Lord Of A God You Look Good
Premonitions Saved For Last
'cause For Now We're Understood
Chorus:
A Me Oh My God Ya Look So Fine
I Can't Touch You Cause You're Bonafide
A Me Oh My God Ya Look So Fine
I Can't Touch You Cause You're Bonafide
A Virgina Slim, Can I Get In
I'll Take You For A Ride In The Back Of My Jeep
I Got Hills In The Back That Are Plenty Steep
And You Can Do It Cause You're Bonafide
Yes All The Eyes That Be Staring At You
Is It Because I Got My Rover Outside
See I Just Don't Understand
Is It That You Think You Can Play Me Fly
No I Don't Think So Girl
I've Been Through It Many Times Before
I Got A Tight Pocket Book
And You Know I Ain't Open It Up For No ---
Jizzable Jazz, How Could It Be Passes
So Come Move That Ass
I Know What You Want To Do
You're Looking For A Phat Wad Lord Of A God
I Don't Have It For You
So Honey Baby What You Gonna Do
(chorus)
Look Into My Eyes
Tell Me What You See
I'm Not Pretentious
I Invent This Vibe That You Feel
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