Cool Breeze - Butta Lyrics
[chorus 2x]I had the strangest dreamI was in this place called buttaYou wouldnt believe what I seenOoh, you got that buttaMy name cool breeze I got that country crockAll the girls on the block they call me chop, chop, chopI cuts em up baby and my cuts be very preciseAnd, uh, right before they melt, I put em back in iceAnd every now and then I take em out for a testThen its back to the cooler to make sure they stay freshThey always scream my name at my heavyweight boutI like grits, girls raised in the southHanging out for a night and shell never forgetHow I showed her respect and Im a east point vetShe stay on old natl, she wants to see me todayAnd when she see me tonight she gon be college parkay[chorus 2x]Ok, first let me tell you how I tell how I tellWhen I first walk in the room I check for the smellAnd if its on and popping I wont be saying nothingWe can begin on the sofa where the parts jumpingI know she telling all her friends about this butta she getAnd tonight she gon submit to the greatest hitNow we done done a lot of talking and enough has been saidGirl get up on this toast and let me see how you spreadI said paper, scissors, young cool cutterToss em up in the air and cut em up like butterShe said she never heard of nothing like that in her whole lifeThats 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 players ballRun you over kiesha house, drop you off by greenbrown mallIt dont matter how long you try to keep me outIm a still chop and dice you up like we were at the waffle houseGirls always asking me like what do I meanWhen I say butter berry cream when Im floating downstreamSee this type of butter aint like land-o-lakesIts just moist in the middle like some hot pancakesWhen I go over her house she always sitting aloneAnd be playing my songs, I mean like all night longIf i, cool cutter, gave one replyWhen I wake up in the morning, my cholestorol high[chorus 4x]
