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Correct Sorry Bonita Lyrics
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Joey Bada$$
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[Intro] You on that third eye shit, Huh? [Verse 1: Dyemond Lewis] It’s all illusions, fixed gear cruising Fixed reality shrouded from governmental pollution I ain’t a saint, the holy ghost up in my aura rebuked it It’s the era of indigo and they go with the preaching I ascend as the seasons, go on and I vanish Cause I notice I’m slowly becoming way more imbalanced A king with the crown, firm grip on the chalice Solid gold angel coming back to burn down this Babylon Has told many tales, his flows you could sells Mastering wind elements, I move with the gales [Verse 2: Chuck Strangers] ‘Cause I’m a socialite in the night, bitch get right enable I’m boxing yo dorm, Put my Nikes on the coffee table My tongue’s below her navel, she makes it where her skills in naval Seals my hands on her extremities, we’re chopping up these remedies Came in between her and I We leave it to the constellations like should we continue relations? I think not cause all I do is smoke pot And make beats, and yo ass just want back shots [Verse 3: Dirty Sanchez] Smoker’s club, Michael Jordan how I’m killing 4 quarters You stashing the trash, hoarder Yo girl starting to bath water, it’s Dirty And that’s not an introduction, it’s nutching Dirt on my shoulders, like Hova My niggas turn boulders soft, that’s the shit that me and jovid saw uh And now its like Pro Era in stores All my niggas opening doors, All my bitches is braless, flawless more or less Balance was the key, more action less speaking Everybody wants a piece Peace Check (Peace) Yo [Verse 4: A la $ole] When I release the flows I goes over yo dome far The nigga to represent the barrio, we hold bars I shine further, you sons get in the bogart You gotta pick yo road, give it a go, keep the point, God Better with the regis my mind, they manifesting Beast coast, yea we the pros, you don’t wanna mess with We leave you breathless, don’t second guess the best who blessed it Less than yo adolescence when I speak my progression Bring it down baby Bring it down baby, uh [Verse 5: Kirk Knight] This is what I asked for, asked for Chilling at my back door, back off, mind tweaking on bath salts Confuse my intelligence, maybe I’m irrelevant So eloquent, being riders with a elephant The higher rank tryna pull a trump card When I try and do the things, I deserve all respect Intricit my amount, boy to any amount To any account, probably I gets em out uh I can see it through the pyramids I can see it through the pyramids I can see it through the pyramids I must admit, I must admit [Verse 6: Dessy Hinds] The mental state with a nigga that was penciled for great Following schedules, never scheduled for break But still embrace he'll put ya' neck in a brace Regular days went to getting paid regular Respecting the Era where the Era’s been ascending up Got all types of fans that’s always sending us love And ex girls that I loved I now offend with a glove And stayed deeper but still heading above ‘Cause Mr. Hinds always gotta float to let the people know that nigga head is above Regular sea height, cause they 3rd eye never seen height Cause only this Brooklyn street light gave me shine to shine for these nights Came with the free ice to bag bodies on the beat sipes Bring it down baby Bring it down baby, uh [Verse 7: CJ Fly] Looking for who’s in charge, don’t be shocked, I’m the plug Get inside like the socket, the surgeon, the sergeant Energy – I put all in I’m learning the flaw things In the storm you stand out, you can struck and stand up I know how to conduct, feelings electric Well we’re connected, your buttons are pressing Can test the reception, I sent you a message Let me know if you get this, the question [Verse 8: Joey Bada$$] Seen it all in the retrospect, took retro steps Like it’s ’93 still, got ’93 til mic skills Even got the ecko check Like for real there no testing, my tribe is not some Tribe called Questions My professions are not no seconds To no veterans and they minutes of fame I’m a menace, insane, minus the brain as I diminish the flame Make it rain, champagne, 'til it falls down the drain Got my head up in my dreams Everything ain't what it be seemin' Don’t blame me girl, blame my semen You got good jeans so your inseams made seamless And off top, you’re ingenious We took a hit of of the greenest Now she at most fear on the atmosphere but don't intervene us Break her body down to the genus if she leaving She didn’t get the pic and now I see Sophia She get the tone, sorry Bonita but Sophia got a applebum Sophia got a applebum I’m thinking I should take it home What you saying? [Outro] *A Female says* Who do you think Bonita Applebum is? I think Bonita Applebum is........ (Joey cuts her off with) "Hold on before you even talk, you ever been with a Bada$$ nigga?"
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