Artist: City High f/ Eve
Album: Caramel 12"
Song: Caramel (Trackmasters Remix)
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[Verse 1: Claudette Ortiz]
Uh-huh, come on
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 boxin' matches and the football games
I wouldn't mind being an actress, but I love to sing
I like goin' out, takin' walks and stuff
I don't run with many girls 'cause they talk too much
I enjoy quiet nights at home and curl up next to ya
Though I'm ain't a virgin that don't mean I'm havin' sex with ya
[Chorus: Claudette & (Eve)]
Anywhere I go I'm spotted (No doubt)
And anything I want I got it (Yeeah)
5'5" with brown eyes (Caramel complexion)
Smile like the sunrise (Come on)
'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted (No doubt)
And anything I want I got it (Yeeah)
5'5" with brown eyes (Caramel complexion)
Smile like the sunrise (Yeeah)
[Verse 2: Claudette]
Baby look me in the eyes and tell me yeah
I'm the kind of girl you like, I'm feelin' you
'Cause sweetie you're my kind of guy, that's what it is
Think about it 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 ain't like some other women
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Eve]
I keep 'em mesmorized, listen to me closely
E-V-E is how a thorough good supposed to be
Hate the thirsty type, can't even get close to me
That's why I got my own stack, Daddy, how it's supposed to be
I ain't about the game, playin', and gift chasin'
All in frontin' "Daddy, please be broke" big facin'
All the things I want, I got, forget me not
Just from my stance, why you starin' at me? Got'chu hot
Not too many bitches like her, one of a kind
I ain't even in the bitch's life, ???
Not impressed by your Cris' poppin'
'Cause if you would, I might, end of the night, we gon' ??
But only if I choose to, I don't fall in love easily
Heed 'em the clues Boo
I had you sittin' 'round misty-eyed
Caramel, get 'em all the time
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