Cool Breeze

Cool Breeze - Butta lyrics

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I had the strangest dream
 I was in this place called butta
 You wouldn't believe what I seen
 Ooh  you got that butta

 My name Cool Breeze I got that country crock
 All the girls on the block they call me chop  chop  chop
 I cuts em up baby and my cuts be very precise
 And  uh  right before they melt  i put em back in ice
 And every now and then I take em out for a test
 Then it's back to the cooler to make sure they stay fresh
 They always scream my name at my heavyweight bout
 I like grits, girls raised in the South
 Hanging out for a night and she'll never forget
 How I showed her respect and I'm a East Point vet
 She stay on Old Nat'l, she wants to see me today
 And when she see me tonight she gon be college parkay

 [Chorus 2x]

 OK, first let me tell you how I tell how I tell
 When i first walk in the room I check for the smell
 And if it's on and popping I won't be saying nothing
 We can begin on the sofa where the parts jumping
 I know she telling all her friends about this butta she get
 And tonight she gon submit to the greatest hit
 Now we done done a lot of talking and enough has been said
 Girl get up on this toast and let me see how you spread
 I said paper, scissors, young cool cutter
 Toss em up in the air and cut em up like butter
 She said she never heard of nothing like that in her whole life
 That's when I pulled off my shirt and then I took out my knofe

 [Chorus 2x]

 Take you to get yo nails done, play that song "The Player's Ball"
 Run you over Kiesha house, drop you off by Greenbrown Mall
 It don't matter how long you try to keep me out
 I'm a still chop and dice you up like we were at the Waffle House
 Girls always asking me like what do I mean
 When I say butter berry cream when I'm floating downstream
 See this type of butter ain't like Land-O-Lakes
 it's just moist in the middle like some hot pancakes
 When I go over her house she always sitting alone
 And be playing my songs, I mean like all night long
 If i, Cool Cutter, gave one reply
 When I wake up in the morning, my cholestorol high

 [Chorus 4x
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Language: English

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