Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Patrick Brown, Frederick Bell, Raymond Murray, Rico Wade
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Cool BreezeButta Lyrics:
I had the strangest dream
I was in this place called Butta
You wouldn't believe what I seen
Ooh, you got that butta
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
I had the strangest dream
I was in this place called Butta
You wouldn't believe what I seen
Ooh, you got that butta
I had the strangest dream
I was in this place called Butta
You wouldn't believe what I seen
Ooh, you got that butta
Okay, 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 part's 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 knife
I had the strangest dream
I was in this place called Butta
You wouldn't believe what I seen
Ooh, you got that butta
I had the strangest dream
I was in this place called Butta
You wouldn't believe what I seen
Ooh, you got that butta
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 cholesterol high
I had the strangest dream
I was in this place called Butta
You wouldn't believe what I seen
Ooh, you got that butta
I had the strangest dream
I was in this place called Butta
You wouldn't believe what I seen
Ooh, you got that butta
I had the strangest dream
I was in this place called Butta
You wouldn't believe what I seen
Ooh, you got that butta
I had the strangest dream
I was in this place called Butta
You wouldn't believe what I seen
Ooh, you got that butta
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