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JNJ Project - "Chica Bonita"
Lyrics to Chica Bonita : Ay Joe, Ay mami My miss a come here, ok Mira Mira, Joe, baby I say my miss a come here You dont hear me right O so pretty, whats ya name baby' Ya names Chica, o, I like that, I like it [J-Drama] Whats the deal girlfriend, my name is Drama And Im pleased to meet ya, say whats ya name She said Ahh Chica Bonita, and I dont smoke reefer Gotta keep my composier, aint smoke that doja Gotta get rid of that little shit, if you just wan get a little bid closer So I dropped the doja, hopped out the car Show shorty rock em up the par Get down, you know how I do, I be that superstar Its a ill type game, but Chica Bonita was on my brain Had me insane, this hot dame, look like a girl from Soul Train Im from Queens, where you from' Shorty rock said she from Brooklyn, home of the Dodgers We get down, better known as Crooklyn Same in Queens, caught her jeans Feelin cat or sellin smack Doin all that, matter fact, Mita just forget all that Its about me and you, so where ya friends' Come on girl, jump in the Benz Thats whens its about to spark it up Then I fill the dust of wind, blew my L out the window Of course you know I was like mad as hell Forget it, split it, I need to quit Which one, these two Im gonna get with [Chorus x4:] Her name was Chica, Bo-Bonita I love that girl even more than my reefer [Jugga] Now I met this chick in a Lexus, where' Sell it where the chip fly estimate Windows 99 in a hairdress, but I cant wet this chick Thinkin to myself I gotta get this chick Id be wrong if I let this chick, split She aint tryin to check me, probally a mellow to drive a SV Surprisenly she said hi to me Red light, caught us we flew to right Stepped to my minute like I stepped to my mic High contact, bought on the set You know the light in the condo is long as hell We had private talk, seein out of state place, so how New York So I finally thought to move back, gotta the mind to walk Gimme ya number ma, she did and I pulled off Doin about 20 or bum, thinkin to myself, she gotta be Indian Skin plissin in light, honey when the sun hit it So Imma see how she come wit it Told me that night, she wanted to go out Look like she live in a ginderbread house Changed her mind, she wanted to stay in 8 outta 10, want to see the A.M. Lock on the door, hold on, took my coat, my hat, my shoes Now I knew I was stayin Got inside her livin room, look like a genie lamp This crib is tough Look at all the furniture, damn man If Im demon I hope nobody woke me up Minds not a joke, I was time and broke With a tight bottle of jack and some lime to toke I got one question before my time out the boat Do you drink, do you smoke, she turned and said nope Oh my god, do you mind repeatin that' She said nope [Chorus x4] [J-Drama] The next saturday I picked up Chica You wont see me blazin reefer Side of my world thrilled, girl and besides I really need ya Cuz Im Drama girl, ya Chica right You know I wanna freak ya right He aint doin ya right, aint doin ya right Ill have ya slidin on the ice And make a escapade, when the sex is made Even thru the works of best of day, its best we stay Another day, that means more time for the foreplay Now we both half payed, I got mami and you got papi papi For the simple fact that I aint gon let no more trees stop me, stop me [Jugga] Now me and girlfriend we can build up the trade Sweaty in the deli, to celebrate a hell of day Im lovin the way ya starvin See the way shorty in the hall is harder than the Olive Garden Meatball stain to my pants, all of the spaghetti like Lady & The Tramp Sippin on the wine, and we intertwine Told me she had somethin on her mind See I dont to tell you but it goes like this All the weed smoke showin up on the piss But they government jar Ooo, no money love, no money up Hit the honey up for another cup Now you want me to drink, you sexy chick Aight pass me that pint of Hennacy [Chorus x4] [ Chica Bonita Lyrics ]
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