Bunny
I been feeling you
Feelings since the day we met
I'm appealing that I feel you, girl, in every way
Swimming in the green like it's March in the Chi
Fly high to Floyd. We gon' riot when we march in July
(Open ya mouth, boy)
Excuse me love gotta pardon the vibe
Should've peeped the time
He dropped you off and then you hopped to the side
Where while I'm riding 85, all the baddies recline
Got my brother looking at me from the side of his eye
And he like
Every time he coming she punch his arm and get to cracking up
She feening while he broke
Just see what happens when he's stacking up
But I can't help it I was helpless
When I felt her back it up
I should probably pack it up (Damn)
Shit started to get real
I started to tell her how I feel
And I know sometimes I can Flake on you
Or choose some different Gates to walk or run my paper through
I visit Towers High. A toll I know I take on you
But I'll be back again cause girl you got it baked on you
(Oh my God! Look at that)
Cake
Hop out the car
Run from the whip
Taking the High Road, I knew it'd be far
Get to the crib
Peeping the scar
Gazing from eye to eye to lip to hip
After the weekend and
Back to no speaking
I'm back of the deep end
I'm slacking no trip
Me and my niggas gon' always get back to the stacking
We grab us a bag and we flip
(Type shit)
Bunny Hop, Bunny Hop
Went from carrot to clit
Jacksons used to inheriting shit
First date we getting married and shit
Peep slaves, BK
It's some embarrassing shit
But I been feeling you
Feelings since the day we met
I'm appealing that I feel you, girl, in every way
One weekend of bottles and that little kitty cat I pet
Homie told me this the worse you ever sold me yet
Swimming in the breeze with a spark in your eye
Despite the noise, I can feel it as I start to reply.
Feelings since the day we met
I'm appealing that I feel you, girl, in every way
Swimming in the green like it's March in the Chi
Fly high to Floyd. We gon' riot when we march in July
(Open ya mouth, boy)
Excuse me love gotta pardon the vibe
Should've peeped the time
He dropped you off and then you hopped to the side
Where while I'm riding 85, all the baddies recline
Got my brother looking at me from the side of his eye
And he like
Every time he coming she punch his arm and get to cracking up
She feening while he broke
Just see what happens when he's stacking up
But I can't help it I was helpless
When I felt her back it up
I should probably pack it up (Damn)
Shit started to get real
I started to tell her how I feel
And I know sometimes I can Flake on you
Or choose some different Gates to walk or run my paper through
I visit Towers High. A toll I know I take on you
But I'll be back again cause girl you got it baked on you
(Oh my God! Look at that)
Cake
Hop out the car
Run from the whip
Taking the High Road, I knew it'd be far
Get to the crib
Peeping the scar
Gazing from eye to eye to lip to hip
After the weekend and
Back to no speaking
I'm back of the deep end
I'm slacking no trip
Me and my niggas gon' always get back to the stacking
We grab us a bag and we flip
(Type shit)
Bunny Hop, Bunny Hop
Went from carrot to clit
Jacksons used to inheriting shit
First date we getting married and shit
Peep slaves, BK
It's some embarrassing shit
But I been feeling you
Feelings since the day we met
I'm appealing that I feel you, girl, in every way
One weekend of bottles and that little kitty cat I pet
Homie told me this the worse you ever sold me yet
Swimming in the breeze with a spark in your eye
Despite the noise, I can feel it as I start to reply.
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Writer(s): Geoffrey Lauvergne
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