Dumb High

See that girl outside, no I don't play those games
I think the way that God made you, oh we are one in the same

But sweet oh that Caroline, she bad in a good type a' way
So gimme 5, let my soul survive and I will do whatever she says

A little class clown and I was smooth with ladies
A substitute teacher had me drooling on my papers
The cool kid, like to "act the fool", momma's baby
Kinda rude, no playa
Hooping? Oh, daily

But the standard that I set for me was dumb high
So now when they ask, what's the plan I say NUNYA
"Bet Cha Man Can't" little man, BIG PUN YA
So it's in my hands, so if I can, I'll son ya (So I)

So I keep running, but I, still love ya
Oh yeah, I keep running, but I still love ya
Girl, keep running, but I still love ya
Oh sweet Caroline, oh I



Credits
Writer(s): Irwin Davidson
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