[Verse 1:]

She got that mocha-chino baby on the back of the bus

If you close your eyes and listen she would be one of us

Never did trust, her family at home

So she kicked it in the hood, raised her self on her own

She talk with that tone, but she white to the bone

You would swear she was black if you spoke on the phone

Some say its overgrown, but she don't give a damn

All the black girls think that she want they man

But it's not your fault that they attracted to you

That you blessed and got as much back as you do

Most white boys say that you're way too thick

And some brothers might say, you're the number one pick

You say [psh], girl...Roll your eyes twist your neck

But it comes from the soul you don't mean no disrespect

And even when they check you, you just keep it movin'

Cuz in your heart you feel you ain't got nothing to be provin'


[Chorus x2:]

Whether chocolate or vanilla, or you're somewhere in between

A cappuccino mocha or a caramel queen

Rejected by the black, not accepted by the white world

And this is dedicated to them dark skinned white girls


[Verse 2:]

Now she like The Smiths, The Cure, really into Morrisey

Heavy on the rock never fooled with the Jodeci

You would notice she was never really welcomed by the others

Hard to find a date when there was only ten brothers

In the whole damn school, and they thought she was weird

Cuz she wore her hair different, and she never joined cheer

A melancholy dolly with a Polly want-a syndrome

White step-father black daddy never been home

And when on the quad she could hear em' say

Look at how she walks, why she talk that way

But girl it's okay, your black is beautiful

No matter how you dress, or no matter what music you like

Forget what they say, you're doin' it right

No more grabbin' on your pillow as you cry through the night

Stand strong, hold your ground at any cost

and know that everyone who tries to put you down is lost


[Chorus x2]


[Verse 3:]

Now for you half-and-half and mixed girls, I know what the battle be

Every time you go out, it's what's your nationality

Everybody always wanna dig up in your background

You don't look _, now how does that sound

I couldn't tell you or...(tell you or...)

Oh, is that right

Do you take it as a compliment or start up a fight

Venezuelan and Indian, Rican and Dominican

Japanese or Portuguese, quarter a Brazilian and.

White and Korean, Black and Pinay

I could find out later it don't matter you're fly

It really don't make a difference to most of us guys

We just need an excuse to get close and say hi

I know they call you stuck up, you think you're too pretty

Spreadin' rumors about you, all throughout the city

So much attention, so many haters

But don't be bitter, you'll be better for it later and...


[Chorus x2]