R. Kelly Summer Bunnies Lyrics
Girl, you know you knock me out
You're a real girl with your looks now baby
Girl you know you knock me out
Summer bunnies drive me crazy
1,2,3,4 it's time for me to jet
Where ya goin' off to?
The beach, that's a bet
It's summertime so it's time to get a summer bunny
Some of those and I won't call 'em whores
'Cause in the 90s you gotta respect the ladies
So step up to 'em and say, we love you sweet Sadie
That's how you get your true mock on but
Brothers be steppin' up poppin' that sad song
Hey don't I know you from somewhere?
Can we go somewhere to be alone?
I pull up in the lot, pop the trunks
Make their heads bob
And it's sunny so it's time to get a summer bunny
It's five o'clock and my voice code is 22
So beep, beep, beep, it's time for me to make a move
I'm on my way to a picnic, we got time
But I wanna be early, fool
So I can catch the new bunnies comin' in
Like the old school
Strollin' the block so I can check the scenery
The sun plays, the day is feelin' good to me
I can just semll the funky beats
You know the flavor in between the sheets
I told my boy Big Al, said just keep it straight
Said, I know I got a novelty to validate
So who's the bunny lookin' sweet like a honeycomb?
He said, "No my brother, you got to get your own"
This party is packed, word to the mother
I love it when there's three bunnies to one brother
And wine coolers is what I'm packin'
And when I get my buzz on is when I start bunny-jackin'
Jackin' fools for their bunnies
'Cause I'm the K, the E, the double L, the why
They wanna get with me
And the PAs in the house
So check, check, check it out
My stomach is growlin' so it's time to get mine on
Some soul food, cool Aid and you know it's on
I hate to eat and run but I'm out my homie
Been invited to a block party
So we roll up in all our style
With the brothers yellin', summer bunnies
Let's break it down,
You're lookin' feel good with your boots on, baby [3 times]
Written by: Robert S. Kelly
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group