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Albums:

Shake Your Bon-Bon [US CD Single] (Ricky Martin) · Shake Your Bon-Bon (Ricky Martin) · Shake Your Bon-Bon [US Single] (Ricky Martin) · Shake Your Bon Bon (Stars at Studio 99) · Shake, Shake, Shake and Other Hits (KC & the Sunshine Band) · Shake, Shake, Shake and Other Hits (KC & the Sunshine Band) · Ricky/Ricky Nelson (Rick Nelson ) · Ricky/Ricky Nelson [UK] (Rick Nelson ) · Ricky Sings Again/Songs by Ricky (Rick Nelson ) · Ricky/Ricky Nelson (Rick Nelson ) – and 90 other albums »


She sexy, fine, sophisticated and you know she rolling with me (oh, yeah)
It's B–O-N, Armando Bon, but if you act right I'll give you the D

If
and a nice pair of kegs 
Hmm, Mr. Goodbar style
You haven't met a guy like me in a while
I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake I ain't got no Body By Jake
till the break of dawn 
Got the bon fires burnin' like the stars in the sky 
Were goin' skinny dippin' in the creek near by 
Trollin' for some lovin',
as hell surrounded by bombshells 
Careful as I get near'em, stand near and compare 'em 
Or all girl heir 'em, I'm the man with the serum 
Assets,
Self made
Gotta handle your own
I'mma handle mine

They tried and tell me I don't fit up in this motha fucka
'Cause Rozay been talkin' white he
5 day forecast clouds in a piss cup
Trying to pinpoint when the shit went tits up

Whatcha gonna do to get your ass out of this rut
So you don’t
dirt all by my lonely and I got the heart to fight
So please refrain from hatin (on me!) before I turn out ya lights
ain't no hesitation, I got
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
my Latin ladies, You all know you drive me crazy 
by come give it to me baby 
Chiqui, wha, what?, Que, que? 
I could be your love if you let me
my Latin ladies, You all know you drive me crazy 
by come give it to me baby 
Chiqui, wha, what?, Que, que? 
I could be your love if you let me
my Latin ladies, You all know you drive me crazy 
by come give it to me baby 
Chiqui, wha, what?, Que, que? 
I could be your love if you let me
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
Latin ladies, You all know you drive me crazy
50 by 50 come give it to me baby
Chiqui, wha, what?, Que, que?
I could be your love if you let me
All y'all niggas wanna get like me
Surrounded by bitches that look like these
They know it, you know it
You know it, you know it
All my niggas be
All yall niggas wanna get like me
Surrounded by bitches that look like these
They know it, you know it
You know it, you know it
All my niggas be
I ain't no rap sinner, I'm a nigga spittin' toxic
Shake ya bon bon yo, and let me rock this
To everybody, take a chill, you can't stop this
Pardon me
okie dokie
Goodbye, or bon voyage, have a good journey
Don't even try begging for your life, that don't concern me
So to the next weasel that freezes
have to smoke him like I'm Smokey the Bear, so okie dokie 
Goodbye, or bon voyage, have a good journey 
Don't even try begging for your life, that
empty your pockets troop 
 Hit the deck I got the Tech right on your neck 
 And I expect to make a buck to heck with a traveller's check 
 But if
his headline, both grant 
9 inch rusty splint push through your nose is vent 
Got my eyes on the grand prize, place your bet 
Watch me win it by
you to dance
I need you to strip
I need you to shake your little ass 'n' hips
I need you to grind like your working for tips
N give me what I need
empty your pockets troop 
 Hit the deck I got the Tech right on your neck 
 And I expect to make a buck to heck with a traveller's check 
 But if
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top