Caramel - Lyrics - 13 - Blur

Title: Caramel
Album: 13
Artist: Blur
Composer(s): Rowntree James Albarn Coxo

Lyric:
I've gotta get over
I've gotta get over
I've gotta get better
I'm with you forever

I've gotta find genius
(Caramel)
I've gotta get better
(Caramel)
I've gotta stop smoking
(Caramel)
I've gotta get better
(Caramel, caramel)

Where's the magic?
I've gotta get better
Oh, Lord, give me magic
I'm with you forever

I've gotta find my own skill
(Caramel)
And live by the mountains
(Caramel)
I love you forever
(Caramel)
I knew I, I knew I
(Caramel)

Caramel, caramel
Caramel, caramel
Caramel, caramel

[Incomprehensible]

Low, low, low
Low, low, low
Low, low, low
...

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Caramel Kisses - Lyrics - Keep The Faith - Faith Evans

Title: Caramel Kisses
Album: Keep The Faith
Artist: Faith Evans
Composer(s): Daron T Jones, Quinnes Parker, Michael Keith, Carl Thompson, Marvin Scandrick, Faith Evans

Lyric:
Caramel kisses, you send my way
I won't complain, just don't go away
Caramel kisses, you send my way
I won't complain, just don't go away

You made my heart melt the other day
When we laid by the fire in the middle of May
It was so romantic I'll say
When you gave me your love in your caramel way

Caramel kisses, you send my way
I won't complain, just don't go away
Caramel kisses, you send my way
I won't complain, just don't go away

Many times before and many times again
You'll recall to me the reasons why
You are more than my friend
It's not only because you were there for my kids
It's the simple things like your caramel kiss

Living life with you can be so right
Loving you through the night
Your love is so amazing, baby
Oh, never have I felt a love like this
Baby, I can't resist something about your kiss
Something about your kiss

Caramel kisses, you send my way
I won't complain, just don't go away
Caramel kisses, you send my way
I won't complain, just don't go away

Caramel kisses, you send my way
I won't complain, just don't go away
Caramel kisses, you send my way
I won't complain, just don't go away

Caramel kisses, you send my way
I won't complain, just don't go away
Caramel kisses, you send my way
I won't complain, just don't go away
...

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Ice Cream - Lyrics - Raekwon The Chef

Title: Ice Cream
Artist: Raekwon The Chef
Composer(s): Corey Woods, Robert Diggs

Lyric:
Hey, Mom, can I have some money?
The ice cream man is coming

Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up

Yo, honey-dips, summertime, fine Jheri drippin'
See you on Pickens with a bunch of chickens how you're clickin'
I catch shootin' strong notes as we got close
She rocked rope, honey throat smellin' like Impulse

Your whole shell baby's wicked like Nimrod
Caught me like a fresh-water scrod or may I not be God
Attitude is very rude Boo, crabby like seafood
It turns me on like Vassey and Lahrule

They call me Starky Love-hun, check the strategy
By any means, Shirley Temple cross was done by Billie Jean's
Black Misses America, your name is Erica, right, true
Lazy eyeball, small piece, six shoe

Caramel complexion, breath smellin' like cinnamon
Excuse me, hon', the Don mean no harm, turn around again
Goddamn, backyard's bangin' like a Benz-y
If I was jiggy, you'd be spotted like Spudz McKenzie

I'm high powered put Adina Howard to sleep
Yo pardon that bitch been on my mind all week but
Back to you, Maybelline Queen, let's make a team
You can have anything in this world except cream
So whatchu wanna do? Whatchu wanna do?
Let's go ahead and walk these dogs and represent Wu

Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up

Shaolin's finest, whattup Boo, peace, your highness
Yo, I'm loungin', big dick style, y'all niggaz is the flyest
Moves you're making too fly jewels are shaking
Not a rape patient, you're looking good fly colored Asian

Ghettos, them is your hometown, we can go the whole round
After that I'm shootin' downtown
I'm rockin' hats and you wig is all intact
Who's that queen bee chick, eyes curly black
Freaks be movin' in fly sneaks

Two finger rings and gold teeth and ain't afraid to hold heat
So when I step in the square, dear
You better have cream to share, Ricans, ven aqui, yeah

Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up

Black chocolate girl wonder, shade brown like Thunder
Politic 'til your deficit step, gimme your number
Your sexy persuasive ta-ta's and thighs
Catch my eyes like highs, I want your bodily surprise

Double dime some time, Ice Cream you got me fallin' out
Like a cripple, I love you like I love my dick size
Ooh baby, I miss you, your sweet tender touches
Take pulls off the dutches, orgasm in my mind state
Masturbate in your clutches

I want you for self like wealth so play me closely
Bitches paranoia for the sting, who want the most of me?
Only a hard dozen want to be callin' me cousin

Thirsty for my catalog, baby shoppin' spree you're lovin'
Call me if you want to get dug like the pockets
I jizm like a giant break brooms out of their sockets

Wu-Tang in the cut, for real niggaz what?
It's the after party and bitches want to fuck
Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe

Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
Scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up
Ice cold bitches melt down when in my clutch
And what they titties sucked, ice cream, yeah, your guts

French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
Scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up
Ice cold bitches melt down when in the clutch
They want they titties sucked, ice cream

One love to my chocolate deluxes
Keep your nails done and your wigs tight, word up
One love to my butter-pecan Ricans
For calling me papi that's for real

One love to caramel sundaes
With the cherries on top, yeah
And big up to my French vanillas
Parlez vous, francais, mi amor, merci
Oui oui, bon bons and all that good stuff that good stuff

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Ice Cream - Lyrics - Raekwon

Title: Ice Cream
Artist: Raekwon
Composer(s): Corey Woods, Robert Diggs

Lyric:
Hey mom, can I have some money?
The ice cream man is coming

Watch these rap, niggaz, get all up in your guts
French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up
(The ice cream man is coming)

Yo honey dips, summertime, fine Jheri drippin'
See you on Pickens with a bunch of chickens, how you're clickin'
I catch shootin' strong notes as we got close
She rocked rope, honey, throat smellin' like Impulse

Your whole shell, baby's wicked like Nimrod
Caught me like a fresh water scrod or may I not be God
Attitude is very rude, Boo, crabby like seafood
It turns me on like Vassey and Lahrule

They call me Starky Love hun, check the strategy
By any means, Shirley Temple cross was done by Billie Jean's
Black Misses America, your name is Erica, right true
Lazy eyeball, small piece, six shoe

Caramel complexion, breath smellin' like cinnamon
Excuse me hon, the Don mean no harm, turn around again
God damn, backyard's bangin' like a Benzy
If I was jiggy, you'd be spotted like Spudz McKenzie

I'm high powered, put Adina Howard to sleep
Yo pardon, that bitch been on my mind all week but uh
Back to you Maybelline Queen, let's make a team
You can have anything in this world except cream

So whatchu wanna do? Whatchu wanna do?
Let's go ahead and walk these dogs and represent Wu

Watch these rap, niggaz, get all up in your guts
French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up
(The ice cream man is coming)

Shaolin's finest, whattup Boo, peace your highness
Yo, I'm loungin', big dick style, y'all niggaz is the flyest
Moves you're making, too fly jewels are shaking
Not a rape patient, you're looking good fly colored Asian

Ghettoes, them is your hometown, we can go the whole round
After that, I'm shootin' downtown
I'm rockin' hats and you wig is all intact
Who's that queen bee chick, eyes curly black

Freaks be movin' in fly sneaks
Two finger rings and gold teeth and ain't afraid to hold heat
So when I step in the square dear
You better have cream to share, Ricans, ven aqui, yeah

Watch these rap, niggaz, get all up in your guts
French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up
(The ice cream man is coming)

Black chocolate girl wonder, shade brown like Thunder
Politic til your deficit step, gimme your number
Your sexy persuasive ta ta's and thighs
Catch my eyes like highs, I want your bodily surprise

Double dime some time, Ice Cream, you got me fallin' out
Like a cripple, I love you like I love my dick size
Ooh, baby, I miss you, your sweet tender touches
Take pulls off the dutches, orgasm in my mindstate

Masturbate in your clutches, I want you for self
Like wealth, so play me closely
Bitches paranoia for the sting, who want the most of me
Only a hard dozen want to be callin' me cousin

Thirsty for my catalog, baby shoppin' spree, you're lovin'
Call me if you want to get dug like the pockets
I jizm like a giant, break brooms out of their sockets

(The ice cream man is coming)

Wu-Tang in the cut, for real niggaz what?
It's the after party and bitches want to fuck

Watch these rap, niggaz, get all up in your guts
French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up

Ice cold bitches melt down when my clutch
And what they titties sucked, ice cream
Yeah, your guts

Watch these rap, niggaz, get all up in your guts
French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up

Ice cold bitches melt down when in the clutch
They want they titties sucked, ice cream

One love to my chocolate deluxes
Keep your nails done and your wigs tight, word up
One love to my butter-pecan Ricans
For calling me papi, that's for real

One love to caramel sundaes
With the cherries on top, yeah
And big up to my french vanillas
Parlez vous, francais, mi amor, merci, oui oui, bon bons
And all that good stuff, that good stuff

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Tang Clan - Ice Cream - Lyrics - Wu

Title: Tang Clan - Ice Cream
Artist: Wu
Composer(s): Corey Woods, Robert Diggs

Lyric:
Say ice-cream
Say ice-cream
Say ice-cream

Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
And scooped in my ice-cream truck, Wu tears it up

Yo honey-dips, summertime, fine Jheri drippin'
See you on Pickens with a bunch of chickens how you're clickin'
I catch shootin' strong notes as we got close
She rocked rope, honey throat smellin like impulse

Your whole shell baby's wicked like Nimrod
Caught me like a fresh-water scrod, or may I not be God
Attitude is very rude Boo, crabby like seafood
It turns me on like Vassey and Lahrule



By any means, Shirley Temple cross was done by Billie Jean's
Black Misses America, your name is Erica, right true
Lazy eyeball, small piece, six shoe

Caramel complexion, breath smellin' like cinnamon
Excuse me hon, the Don mean no harm, turn around again
God damn, backyard's bangin like a Benz-y
If I was jiggy, you'd be spotted like Spudz McKenzie

I'm high powered put Adina Howard to sleep
Yo pardon, that bitch been on my mind all week, but uhh
Back to you Maybelline Queen let's make a team
You can have anything in this world except cream
So whatchu wanna do? Whatchu wanna do?
Let's go ahead and walk these dogs and represent Wu

Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
And scooped in my ice-cream truck, Wu tears it up

Shaolin's finest, whattup Boo, peace your highness
Yo I'm loungin', big dick style, y'all niggaz is the flyest
Moves you're making too fly jewels are shaking
Not a rape patient, you're looking good fly colored Asian

Ghettoes, them is your hometown, we can go the whole round
After that, I'm shootin' downtown
I'm rockin hats and you wig is all intact
Who's that queen bee chick, eyes curly black

Freaks be movin' in fly sneaks
Two finger rings and gold teeth, and ain't afraid to hold heat
So when I step in the square dear
You better have cream, to share, Ricans, Ven Aqui yeah

Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
And scooped in my ice-cream truck, Wu tears it up

Ice cold bitches melt down when my clutch
And what they titties sucked, ice cream
Say Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang

Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
And scooped in my ice-cream truck, Wu tears it up

Ice cold bitch melt down when in the clutch
They want they titties sucked, ice-cream

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Caramel - Lyrics - Various Artists

Title: Caramel
Artist: Various Artists
Composer(s): Suzanne Vega

Lyric:
It won't do
To dream of caramel
To think of cinnamon
And long for you

It won't do
To stir a deep desire
To fan a hidden fire
That can never burn true

I know your name
I know your skin
I know the way
These things begin

But I don't know
How I would live with myself
What I'd forgive of myself
If you don't go

So goodbye
Sweet appetite
No single bite
Could satisfy

I know your name
I know your skin
I know the way
These things begin

But I don't know
How I would live with myself
What I would give of myself
If you don't go

It won't do
To dream of caramel
To think of cinnamon
And long for you

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Cadillac Hotel - Lyrics - Instigator - Kaci Brown

Title: Cadillac Hotel
Album: Instigator
Artist: Kaci Brown
Composer(s): Kaci Brown, Tobias Gad

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Lyric:
Might see us a cute surfer boy somewhere out there
That'd be nice

Crazy man's preachin' in the street in the mornin'
Sayin' white man's corrupted the world and Jesus ain't comin'
Seagulls are laughin' and I finish my coffee
In a little cafe on the corner of Rose and Dudley

The sand falls from my hand as I, I pick up my guitar
I lay out a blanket, kiss the sun as I sing words from my heart
You make your way to the place where I am and I'm like
"Hey, won't you come listen to me play?"

I wanna see the sun rise on the roof of the Ca-Ca-Cadillac Hotel
Spend the whole night under the stars singing to you
Until I melt in your lips, taste your sweet kiss of candy caramel
I wanna see the sun rise on the roof of the Cadillac Hotel with you

The evening sun falls into the ocean over Malibu skies
And I can't help but drown in the blue of your emerald eyes
You smile and say, "Hey baby, won't you come up to my room?"
But I'm like, "Just come with me, I know a place with a better view"

I wanna see the sun rise on the roof of the Ca-Ca-Cadillac Hotel
Spend the whole night under the stars singing to you
Until I melt in your lips, taste your sweet kiss of candy caramel
I wanna see the sun rise on the roof of the Cadillac Hotel

The moon lights your face in the dark of the night
I pull you in with my sweet lullaby
The city is sleeping, I'm melting inside
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I wanna see the sun rise, taste your lips, taste your lips
I wanna see the sun rise on the roof of the Ca-Ca-Cadillac Hotel
Spend the whole night under the stars singing to you
Until I melt in your lips, taste your sweet kiss of candy caramel
I wanna see the sun rise on the roof of the Cadillac Hotel with you

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Hold On - Lyrics - Made In the Dark - Hot Chip

Title: Hold On
Album: Made In the Dark
Artist: Hot Chip
Composer(s): Owen Clarke, Al Doyle, Joseph Goddard, Felix Martin, Alexis Benjamin Taylor

Lyric:
My only weapon was my pen
But I traded it for my hand
Not a smart move but my move
Does this say I'm a man?

My only lesson was in my brains
But I traded them for my hand
Not a smart move, a repeat move
Does this put pay to our plan?

Hey, hey
You'll never get to heaven if you don't give back
So give back a little twist if you wanna lend a hand

Wait, wait
Don't leave before I'm finished if you do then that's rude
You may learn a little bit about those things you do

I'm only going to heaven if it feels like hell
I'm only going to heaven if it tastes like caramel
Hold, hold, hold, hold, hold on, hold on, hold on
Hold, hold, hold, hold, hold on, hold on, hold on

Sir, I've a good mind to take you outside, outside, outside
Sir, I've a good mind to take you outside, outside, outside

My only weapon was my pen
But I traded it for my hand
Not a smart move but my move
Does this say I'm a man?

My only lesson was in my brains
But I traded them for my hand
Not a smart move, a repeat move
Does this put pay to our plan?

Hey, hey
You'll never get to heaven if you don't give back
So give back a little twist if you wanna lend a hand

Wait, wait, wait
Don't leave before I'm finished if you do then that's rude
You may learn a little bit about those things you do

I'm only going to heaven if it feels like hell
I'm only going to heaven if it tastes like caramel
Hold, hold, hold, hold, hold on, hold on, hold on
Hold, hold, hold, hold, hold on, hold on, hold on

Sir, I've a good mind to take you outside, outside, outside
Sir, I've a good mind to take you outside, outside, outside
Girl, I've a good mind to take you outside, outside, outside
Girl, I've a good mind to take you outside, outside, outside

I'm only going to heaven if it feels like hell
I'm only going to heaven if it tastes like caramel

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Chick With The Braids - Lyrics - Mario - Mario

Title: Chick With The Braids
Album: Mario
Artist: Mario
Composer(s): Gerald Wayne Isaac

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Lyric:
The girls so bad, you'd be like how
Finer than my ex and the girl I've got now
5 foot frame, shorty keeps it tight
And if you wit' your girl, best be lookin' for a fight

'Cuz a brotha's gonna stop and stare
Reprecautions mean you won't care
And one look is never enough
She be walkin' and be talkin' with so much love

Man, I'm tellin' you
If you think she's bad then look at her crew
Tell me what's a brotha to do
Sophisticated and she's gangsta too

That chick with da braids in the escalade
Oh, hunnie lookin' warm with the chocolate skin
But I heard she was trifflin'

Girls got the braids, sportin' DK shades
Oh, hunnie lookin' warm with the caramel skin
But I heard they were trifflin'

Her man's locked down so brotha's got room
Said he ain't comin' home no time soon
I checked her hand, I didn't see no ring
I asked about her and I heard some thangs

I can't let her get away
Hunnies around my way, never nothin' good to say
Hate the attention all the fellas pay

That chick with da braids in the escalade
Oh, hunnie lookin' warm with the chocolate skin
But I heard she was trifflin'

A girls got the braids, sportin' DK shades
Oh, hunnie lookin' warm with the caramel skin
But I heard they were trifflin'

That chick with da braids in the escalade
Oh, she be lookin' warm with the chocolate skin
But I heard she was trifflin'

A girls got the braids and the DK shades
Oh, they be lookin' warm, just the two of them
But I heard they were trifflin'

She's the banginest chick I've ever known
How could some one so beautiful be so trifflin'
It must be rumors and they must be lies
Must be lies 'cuz all the girls can't stand her
But they can't say why

That chick with da braids in the escalade
Oh, she lookin' warm with the chocolate skin
But I heard she was trifflin'

A girls got the braids, DK shades, yeah
Oh, hunnie lookin' warm with the caramel skin
But I heard they were trifflin'

That chick with da braids in the escalade
Oh, hunnie lookin' warm with the chocolate skin
But I heard she was trifflin'

Girls got the braids, DK shades

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Favorite Flavor - Lyrics - Todd Smith - Ll Cool J

Title: Favorite Flavor
Album: Todd Smith
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Ryan Toby, Samuel J Barnes, Jon Claude Oliver, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
Uh-huh, eh, heh
Lay back on this one
(Yeah, you know how I do baby)

You only a customer
When you walkin' in the presence of hustlers
Uh, I'm laid back in the cinnamon Range
Two decades and ain't a damn thing changed

Keep my girl in strawberry swirls
You can taste it, my instinct's basic
Lord, have mercy, sweet like Hershey
Kisses, diamonds for the misses, ices on the wrists

All different colors of the spectrum
The smallest flaw and I reject 'em
Believe me I'm a connoisseur when I inspect 'em
I baguettes them, invisibly sets them

They call me big L-ly Wonka from Compton to Yonkers
Them Chi-Town steppers and them A-Town stompers
These young rookies, fail to understand
Every summer I return like the ice cream man

Drop what you doin', get-it get-it while you can
By the eighth, by the ounce, when it's gone I'ma bounce
It's the F L A V, no if's or maybe's
You know what I do, drive your taste buds crazy

Like lemon drops with chocolate kisses
Every bite is more delicious
My favorite flavor
(Mix me and you and we can't go wrong)

Like caramel on vanilla sundae
Have a scoop, you'll want some day
'Cause you're my favorite flavor
(C'mon, baby, baby, c'mon)

My flavor's unreal
Smooth but hard like woodgrain on the wheel
Recline your seat baby, enjoy how it feel
Why you crossin' your legs, them high heels of eel?

Kick off your shoes, run your toes on the dash
Now peel off your stockings, c'mon let's get it poppin'
I'm in the mood for cotton, candy and I'm plottin'
To see you in somethin' silky and see-through

Me too, man you know how we do
Camcorder main feature, damn a preview
I love how the bottom on your body's EQ
Low but thick though like the base in a six-fo'

So here we go, we bunny hoppin'
I hit the switches, baby, you keep it droppin'
It feels marvelous, you in charge of this
I hope you ain't heartless but my guard's now regardless

Like lemon drops with chocolate kisses
Every bite is more delicious
My favorite flavor
(Mix me and you and we can't go wrong)

Like caramel on vanilla sundae
Have a scoop, you'll want some day
'Cause you're my favorite flavor
(C'mon, baby, baby, c'mon)

All I wanna do is eat you up 'cause you look so good
(Think I look alright huh?)
(I look better on you, what'chu really wanna do?)

All I wanna do is show you, boy, that I taste good too
(I know you taste good ma)
(What'chu sayin', want a sprinkle of the hood ha? Ha?)

We had it out
Now tell your girls the truth when they ask what I'm about
The cookies and the cream and the peaches an' praline
Butter pecan themes in your daydreams

All real sugar, no Saccharin
Low calorie leave no cavities
Guaranteed, no place you'd rather be
Than here with me, mix chocolate in the factory

Like lemondrops with chocolate kisses
Every bite is more delicious
My favorite flavor
(Mix me and you and we can't go wrong)

Like caramel on vanilla sundae
Have a scoop, you'll want some day
'Cause you're my favorite flavor
(C'mon, baby, baby, c'mon)

Baby

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Heavenly - Lyrics - Sammie - Sammie

Title: Heavenly
Album: Sammie
Artist: Sammie
Composer(s): Jasper Cameron, Alonzo Mario Stevenson, Sammie Bush

Lyric:
Ghetto sexy

Girl, I wish, I could find all the words to say
To let you know that I'm serious and I ain't playing
You're like an angel with wings, watch you float away
Please, just let me hold you

Like the first day of April, the start of spring
The flowers, the sun, the joy you bring
You're the music to my hears, you're like a symphony
Feels so good to know you

(Something 'bout)
Something 'bout your chestnut eyes, girl
(Something 'bout)
Something 'bout your caramel thighs

(Something 'bout)
Something 'bout the way you lick your lips, girl
(Something 'bout)
And I love how you're working them hips, girl

(Something 'bout)
I love it how you're rocking them jeans
(Something 'bout)
You're tasteful like my favorite ice cream

(Something 'bout)
Your flavor is driving me wild
(Something 'bout)
I wanna play in your clouds

How does it feel up there? Come down and let me love you
Would you take me there? Ooh, you look so heavenly
I can't help but stare, wanna share everything with you
Baby, I swear, ooh, you look so heavenly, girl

On a scale from 1 to 10, girl, you are off the Richter
If I had to describe you, you a perfect picture
And I heard you're on the market
So I got to get you, girl, I adore you

And I know that it sounds like game I'm spitting
And I swear, it's from the heart and none of this is written
Girl, let me complete your puzzle 'cause I'm what you're missing
Baby, I just wanna love you, girl

(Something 'bout)
Something 'bout your chestnut eyes, girl
(Something 'bout)
Something 'bout your caramel thighs

(Something 'bout)
Something 'bout the way you lick your lips
(Something 'bout)
And I love it when you're moving them hips, girl

(Something 'bout)
Ooh, the way you rock them jeans, girl
(Something 'bout)
Tasteful like my favorite ice cream

(Something 'bout)
Your flavor is driving me so wild
(Something 'bout)
I wanna play in your clouds

How does it feel up there? Come down and let me love you
Would you take me there? Ooh, you look so heavenly
I can't help but stare, wanna share everything with you
Baby, I swear, ooh, you look so heavenly, girl

How does it feel up there? Come down and let me love you
Would you take me there? Ooh, you look so heavenly
I can't help but stare, wanna share everything with you
Baby, I swear, ooh, you look so heavenly, girl

I wanna play in your clouds, can we start right now?
Everything you need, and your friend is here, right here

Alright, you're so heavenly, baby
You're like an angel from above
I wish you bless me with your love

How does it feel up there? Come down and let me love you
Would you take me there? Ooh, you look so heavenly
I can't help but stare, wanna share everything with you
Baby, I swear, ooh, you look so heavenly, girl

How does it feel up there? Come down and let me love you
Would you take me there? Ooh, you look so heavenly
I can't help but stare, wanna share everything with you
Baby, I swear, ooh, you look so heavenly

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Caramel - Lyrics - City High - City High

Title: Caramel
Album: City High
Artist: City High
Composer(s): Tarik L Collins, Ryan Toby, Scott Spencer Storch, Ahmir K Thompson, Leonard Hubbard, Chuck Young, Jerry Duplessis, Robby Pardlo, Giscard Xavier

Lyric:
You can say I'm plain Jane, but it's not the same
I ain't into big names, but I like nice things
I watch boxing matches and football games
I wouldn't mind being an actress, but I love to sing

I like going out, talking walks and stuff
I don't run with many girls 'cause they talk too much
I enjoy quiet nights at home 'cause I'm next to ya
Though I'm ain't a virgin that don't mean I'm having sex with ya

'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

Baby, look me in the eyes and tell me yeah
I'm the kinda girl you like, I'm feeling you
'Cause baby you're my kinda guy, that's what it is
Thinking about you just might wanna run with this

All night long, and if you want me we can keep this going
But let me tell you I'm the type that's strong
And I don't trust a lot of men
I'm independent, I'm ain't like some other women

'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

Ven aqui, ven aqui Mama
Baby girl, don't you know you a star?
See we could take a little trip to mi casa
Spend the night popping Cris in the hot tub

See I ain't never seen no girl like you
Every sexy little thing you do
5' 5" brown eyes with your thick thighs
Every time I see your smile, got me hypnotized

Mira
(So can I get your number or somethin'?)
Mi amor, mira me bien
Te encantara, si quisieras lo tendras
(I don't know what you said, but I like it)
Donde quiera, soy notada
Lo que me hayo consigo
Piel morena, ojos negros
Y sonrisa soleada

'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

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Caramel (Remix) - Lyrics - City High

Title: Caramel (Remix)
Artist: City High
Composer(s): Tarik L Collins, Ryan Toby, Scott Spencer Storch, Ahmir K Thompson, Leonard Hubbard, Chuck Young, Jerry Duplessis, Robby Pardlo, Giscard Xavier

Lyric:
You can say I'm plain Jane, but it's not the same
I ain't into big names, but I like nice things
I watch boxing matches and football games
I wouldn't mind being an actress, but I love to sing

I like going out, talking walks and stuff
I don't run with many girls 'cause they talk too much
I enjoy quiet nights at home 'cause I'm next to ya
Though I'm ain't a virgin that don't mean I'm having sex with ya

'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

Baby, look me in the eyes and tell me yeah
I'm the kinda girl you like, I'm feeling you
'Cause baby you're my kinda guy, that's what it is
Thinking about you just might wanna run with this

All night long, and if you want me we can keep this going
But let me tell you I'm the type that's strong
And I don't trust a lot of men
I'm independent, I'm ain't like some other women

'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

Ven aqui, ven aqui Mama
Baby girl, don't you know you a star?
See we could take a little trip to mi casa
Spend the night popping Cris in the hot tub

See I ain't never seen no girl like you
Every sexy little thing you do
5' 5" brown eyes with your thick thighs
Every time I see your smile, got me hypnotized

Mira
(So can I get your number or somethin'?)
Mi amor, mira me bien
Te encantara, si quisieras lo tendras
(I don't know what you said, but I like it)
Donde quiera, soy notada
Lo que me hayo consigo
Piel morena, ojos negros
Y sonrisa soleada

'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

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Caramel (Trackmaster Remix) - Lyrics - City High

Title: Caramel (Trackmaster Remix)
Artist: City High
Composer(s): Tarik L Collins, Ryan Toby, Scott Spencer Storch, Ahmir K Thompson, Leonard Hubbard, Chuck Young, Jerry Duplessis, Robby Pardlo, Giscard Xavier

Lyric:
You can say I'm plain Jane, but it's not the same
I ain't into big names, but I like nice things
I watch boxing matches and football games
I wouldn't mind being an actress, but I love to sing

I like going out, talking walks and stuff
I don't run with many girls 'cause they talk too much
I enjoy quiet nights at home 'cause I'm next to ya
Though I'm ain't a virgin that don't mean I'm having sex with ya

'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

Baby, look me in the eyes and tell me yeah
I'm the kinda girl you like, I'm feeling you
'Cause baby you're my kinda guy, that's what it is
Thinking about you just might wanna run with this

All night long, and if you want me we can keep this going
But let me tell you I'm the type that's strong
And I don't trust a lot of men
I'm independent, I'm ain't like some other women

'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

Ven aqui, ven aqui Mama
Baby girl, don't you know you a star?
See we could take a little trip to mi casa
Spend the night popping Cris in the hot tub

See I ain't never seen no girl like you
Every sexy little thing you do
5' 5" brown eyes with your thick thighs
Every time I see your smile, got me hypnotized

Mira
(So can I get your number or somethin'?)
Mi amor, mira me bien
Te encantara, si quisieras lo tendras
(I don't know what you said, but I like it)
Donde quiera, soy notada
Lo que me hayo consigo
Piel morena, ojos negros
Y sonrisa soleada

'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted and anything I want I got it
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise
5' 5" with brown eyes, smile like the sunrise

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I Get Physical - Lyrics - Pete Rock And Cl Smooth

Title: I Get Physical
Artist: Pete Rock And Cl Smooth
Composer(s): Corey Penn, Frank H Stanton, Peter Phillips, Andy Badale

Lyric:
I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, mystical, very artistical

It?s going down from out of town
Off the wicked streets of New York trouble
Me and my man map the plan and make a hefty bundle
Blessin' weight to listen to greats from the basement gates
Makin' the dub plates that cause quakes in other states

My soldiers guzzle 40?s with the shorties workin' the scenes
In tight jeans that blows all your boyfriends to Smithereens
On a scout to get humped out from the zone, bumpin' Babyface
When everything?s live, I let my boo drive

Now do my hot shells ring bells and my knockouts settle beef
Any last requests? You better make it brief
Kid from 'Life Sucks' to 'Major Bucks' while Pete rocks
Control blocks from ballplayers to corner hustlers

Here come the Spark Brothers, many retire when I open fire
Droppin' smooth synthetic, the physical?s mental
But the outcome is energetic
Larger clientele, drops by the CL, the spiritual
To set it one time on the physical

I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
Mystical, very artistical

You must be silly my soul is bigger than Willie to shock a city
With some of the Mecca-fied joint at the boiling point
Makin' stable moves, wrestling grooves, here comes the pain
My style?s invisible knives, slicin' to the root of your brain

Funk locks when the terror come to box from the Pete Rizzocks
Knocks the ghetto blaster funkin' full fashion
Now dames kick the sham real slow, talkin' the shopping?s urgent
There hasn't been that much schemin' since Eve met the serpent

My love rules Daisy Duke?s amused
Check the view of the issue my flexin' bounce to your body tissue
You know the Iceberg Slim, dig it Daddy, let the click grows
Exotic to my foes, how I pimp these hoes

Don?t be surprised, you get tysonized, the ultimate test
Is like Sweet Pea spankin' all of Chavez best
Blessed on a lyrical slug fest, 'cause every round?s critical
One blow that kept the dough physical

I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
Mystical, very artistical

You better brace yourself, in other words, fasten seat belts
When the caramel melts, you love spots in your poom poom shorts
No one can rock me and my latest aristocracy of Funktasia
I represent the full intent to bring the flavor

Head or gut, steady layin in the cut, fool it?s mine kid
For niggaz doin' a master race scarface bid
Maintain God and keep it all solid
From the overlord Adolpho Muhammad

To game written twenty years down the line still hittin'
Makin' arena sites rougher than the hockey fights
It?s just one of those nights, topsy turvy like a roller derby
Style is comin' sturdy any way you wanna work me

Check the bizarre and hear a star
With so much chocolate over the caramel
We need to own a candy bar but before we merc
Run the drill I get physical, mystical, very artistical

I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
Mystical, very artistical

I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
I get physical

I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
I get physical, I get physical
Mystical, very artistical

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L' Is Gone - Lyrics - Musiq Soulchild

Title: L' Is Gone
Artist: Musiq Soulchild
Composer(s): Taalib Johnson, Carvin Haggins, Tracy Moore, Ahmir Thompson, Keith Pelzer, Jimmy Gray, Mercedes Martinez, Tarik Collins, Leonard Hubbard

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Lyric:
When we were introduced by your girl Ruth
I knew that you got down skin caramel complexion, lips chocolate brown
(I'm wonderin' now)
Ugh, would you get huff wit me
And let me stuff your Philly blunt with this black sensi 'cause

(Most definitely)
We can continuously
Get high like the clouds that watch the city, ugh
Huff till we go blind like my man Stevy
Till the whites of our eyes are bloodshot, glossy ugh

Then we'll fall fast asleep
And when we wake we can pick up where we L E F T see
(I don't mind if you don't)
No, 'cause see I'm like
(If you're wit it then it's on)
Yeah, so see you tonight

All the while I'm hopin' she would inhale
So I could be like Michael Jackson and enjoy myself 'cause
(All I wanna do is make a tuna melt)
When she role up in this sheets and let me spark that 'L, tell

What we gonna do when the 'L is gone
(Yeah)
Should we just role some more so we can flow some more
(Oh yeah)
Or maybe I should just take you home
And make you feel for me, like a love Jones
(Yeah, I said)

What we gonna do when the 'L is gone
(Alright ugh)
Should we just role some more so we can flow some more
(Ugh alright ugh)
Or maybe I should just take you home
And make you feel for me, like a love Jones
(Oh yeah)

Yo, it was evident that you were hesitant when we did it
You rolled it, I lit, and we hit it
Yo, instantly you affected my state
Of being to cloud 99

You could tell that the hydro, got you
By the way your eyes was half closed and mines too
Lord knows if we woulda rolled another sole then you woulda been
Holdin' on like Envouge, you know
(Yeah)

See I knew that you laced it, yes indeed
'Cause I could tell when I tasted it, yes indeed
You got me breakin' a sweat feelin' like somethings
Crawlin' all over my neck you got me drunk, yes indeed

I can't believe that you got this type of
Effect on me it seems
That I've been feelin' for you and you feelin' for me
For that high that we both need tell me what

What we gonna do when the 'L is gone
(We gone do)
Should we just role some more so we can flow some more
Or maybe I should just take you home
(Yes)
And make you feel for me, like a love Jones
(Tell me ugh)

What we gonna do when the 'L is gone
(When the 'L is gone say what)
Should we just role some more so we can flow some more
Or maybe I should just take you home
And make you feel for me, like a love Jones
(Listen to me oh)

Mmmda, mmmda, mm oh
(Yeah)
Mmmda, mmmda, mm oh
(Yeah)
Mmmda, mmmda, mm oh
(Alright)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Mmmda, mmmda, mm oh
Mmmda, mmmda, mm oh
(Da da da da oh)
Mmmda, mmmda, mm oh
Hey, hey, hey

What we gonna do when the 'L is gone
(Yeah)
Should we just role some more so we can flow some more
(Baby we can flow some more)
Or maybe I should just take you home
(Yeah yeah)
And make you feel for me, like a love Jones
(This Jones)

What we gonna do when the 'L is gone
[Incomprehensible]
What we gonna do when the 'L is gone
[Incomprehensible]

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Ruff Ryder'S Anthem - Lyrics - Dj Clue

Title: Ruff Ryder'S Anthem
Artist: Dj Clue
Composer(s): David Styles, Mel Jason, Eve Jefries, Earl Simmons, Kaseem Dean, Jason Phillips

Lyric:
This thing right here, yeah, yeah
Is for my peoples in the streets, Swizz Beats
And this thing right here Ruff Ryders
Will get your ass off your feet, remix, c'mon

They call me, 'Drag On' when it's time to bomb
I burn 'em all till they all say turn 'em off
'Cuz these chips I'ma run 'em all chickenheads
Know I be the Colonel 'cuz I burn eternal mixed wit the inferno

So be careful, 'fore I burn you you better learn dude, yeah I heard you
But I'ma hurt you, but you don't know, my versatile is a virtue
Ruff Ryders be the team, which means a lot cream, lot of schemes
Lot of beams to make your stock drop, right on the seams

Nigga here is too hot and too much for you to touch
Better tell your man 'cuz I'm too tough indubitably, too dust
Do you bust? 'Cuz we do you need to ask the people, but quietly
But they don't believe until they leave violently, is you buying this?
'Cuz niggaz that purchased is under the dirt kid

They call me Drag On, I'm the youngest but get bonkers
Collabo' wit my dogs from Yonkers
But this Bronx bomber's spittin' flame
So you better wear your armor flame on

My dogs gon' stop, your dogs gon' drop
And then we gon' shut 'em down, open up shop
First we had em like ohh, now they like no
What baby? That's how Ruff Ryders roll

My dogs gon' stop, your dogs gon' drop
And then we gon' shut 'em down, open up shop
First we had em like ohh, now they like no
What baby? That's how Ruff Ryders roll

When I pop up, I lock shop up, pull the drop up
Park a block up, hit the alarm, put the top up
Stash the 'dro in my sock then pull my sock up
And keep the burner but if it's hot put my glock up

You know what I'm about, slidin' off get my cock sucked
Or writin' rhymes watchin' Scarface in the hot tub
Whatchu wanna bet, when I pull it out?
If you don't shout that every bullet'll go in and out

Who you know besides, 'Kiss take the piss in the bottle of Crist'
Then give it to a modelin' bitch
And you like your watch plain, I'ma flood mine
Alligator bloodline trained to find coke and bite one time

Y'all niggaz ain't hearin' me out, til I pop up
Appear in your house, clearin' it out, holiday style
Everybody actin' violent and wild
Snatch the wife silence the child, that's how we move

Kill me my man kill you, that's how you lose
I Ruff Ryde, I don't like to slide felt that I slipped
Then the gun's only helpin' the clip and the clip's only helpin' my hand
And like who the fuck is helpin' your man?

When I cock back and hop out the van
Double R, get a job, play the shit in the car
Hit a party start a fight at the bar, it's natural
Sell your shit for some coke and get the fuck out of Dodge

Guess you figured that my niggaz, flippers, pullin' triggers
News team crowd around, tryin' to flick a picture
Get witcha, this bitch from Illadelph marches quicker
Nigga not makin' sense better stay up off the liquor

Blonde bombshell, caramel, heavy spender
Groups be sayin' I'm they sister, hush ya mouth 'fore I hit ya
Stickin' in wiseguys, fake thugs and bullshitters
Take you for a ride, cover up your eye, then I get ya

Used to be shyer, now I'ma Ruff Ryder
Big niggaz play me close, when they used to ride by her
Snatchin' up your figures, frontin', know you dig us
Haters, screamin', "Who that bitch?" Mind your business nigga

My dogs gon' stop, your dogs gon' drop
And then we gon' shut 'em down, open up shop
First we had em like ohh, now they like no
What baby? That's how Ruff Ryders roll

My dogs gon' stop, your dogs gon' drop
And then we gon' shut 'em down, open up shop
First we had em like ohh, now they like no
What baby? That's how Ruff Ryders roll

The X is gonna hit y'all niggaz hard, leave y'all niggaz scarred
Fuckin' with the Dog when you fuckin' with the God
Rip y'all niggaz off, faggot niggaz soft
Remember me from up North, I had you scared to cough

My name is ringin' bells, in penitentiary cells
I'm makin' thugs rebel, ain't hard to tell
You never really wanted it, so the mic you jumped in front of it
Outta sixteen shots I'ma hit, which one of you niggaz am I gonna get

Thought you knew what I was gonna spit, this time with this rhyme
But by the end of it, y'all niggaz is gon' be like, "Yo X ripped it"
Did my thing as usual it's never gon' stop
Them cat's can't be for real, I got this shit locked

Is that a game or a joke? Say the name or get smoked
Simple as that, simple as black, to the throat
Hit 'em all up to the coat, now you losin' your life
A dog is a dog for life

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Girlfriend/Boyfriend (Swizz Beats Remix) - Lyrics - Blackstreet

Title: Girlfriend/Boyfriend (Swizz Beats Remix)
Artist: Blackstreet
Composer(s): Cynthia Loving, Eve Jeffers, Jeffrey B Atkins, Teddy Riley, Jimmy Elton Cozier

Lyric:
Blackstreet, JJ
Come on
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, what what?

What's up, girlfriend?
What's up, boyfriend?
Show me my girlfriend
Meet my boyfriend

This is my girlfriend
This is my boyfriend
So what's up, girlfriend?
So what's up, boyfriend?
Yeah you know, uh huh, what's up?

I can't get her off my back
Give her a little love, she don't know how to act
She be gettin' mad 'cause I don't want her back
I didn't know, honey gets down like that

Now, a brotha gotta watch his back
This female is a fatal attract
Maybe 'cause she got zipper to jack
She didn't know I puts it down like that, that's why

Girlfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone
Play me close, won't leave me alone

She keep paging me, calling me
Stalking me, hawking me
Following me, telling me
That she loving me

But my girlfriend said
"Just handle it, I can't handle it"
"Just handle it, I can't handle it"
"Just handle it, I can't handle it"
Uh, pick it up, JJ one time

I can't get him out of my hair
After one game of truth or dare
Callin' my phone askin' where I be
Boy said, "Sweetie, you're my main squeeze"

It's 2 a.m. and he's back again
All in my space, all in my way
Plottin' ways to get in my mix
Boy, there's already enough spice in this

Boyfriend on the phone
You call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone
Play me close, won't leave me alone

He keep paging me, calling me
Stalking me, hawking me
Following me, telling me
That he's loving me

But my baby said
"Just handle it, I can't handle it"
"Just handle it, I can't handle it"
"Just handle it, I can't handle it"
"Just handle it, I can't handle it"

Uh, uh, yeah, turn the lights off, it's about to get plenty dark
You wasn't smart, you started Jah with your heart
If I ripped it apart, don't hate me, thank me, baby
If my world was yours it would drive you crazy

'Cause I love what I do, you
Talk to your tears until you feel there's something to prove
And with nothing to lose I can see you being a tease
You me, just know we free

Yeah I know that you was lost, first bite had you tossed
E V E, caramel skin cost
And before you stroke the kitty better break off
Wanna run, better shake off

Show me something, diamonds and the furs ain't nothin'
Impress me, bless me with a Hummer, think I'm frontin'
Big cat with the big gat ready to
One nutt you done screamin' baby, I'm stuck

Why in the world would you continue to run my way
Got hit once, found out that I don't play
What the deal mami, who pushed you through the irony
Me, splitin' the coke with me

Yeah, you used to have me flippin'
All your ex-hoes had
Daddy, I never front, your game keep me twitchin'
(No doubt)
How can you deny this freak?
Shh, no need to speak, just meet me on Blackstreet

Girlfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone
Play me close, won't leave me alone

Boyfriend on the phone
You call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone
Play me close, won't leave me alone

Girlfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone
Play me close, won't leave me alone

Boyfriend on the phone
You call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone
Play me close, won't leave me alone

Girlfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone
Play me close, won't leave me alone

She keep paging me, calling me
Stalking me, hawking me
Following me, telling me
That she loving me

But my baby said
"Just handle it, I can't handle it"
"Just handle it, I can't handle it"
"Just handle it, I can't handle it"
"Just handle it, I can't handle it"
We out

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