Lyrics Language: Scots Song writer/composer(s): Patrick Brown, Frederick Bell, David Brown, Raymond Murray, Rico Wade
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Cool BreezeGhetto Camelot Lyrics:
Where my dogs is at the one
That'll bite your ass to pieces
Where my cancers at the one
That'll cut your ass to shreds
Where my dogs is at the one
That'll bite your ass to pieces
Where my cancers at the one
That'll cut your ass to shreds
Hey, ya'll better look out, coming to ya'll neighborhood soon
A lil' east point vet and they call him Freddy Calhoun
When he was growing up on the block they called him Cutta
And said if cool can't cut her, he must've came with her brother
He was born and raised right in Martel Homes
He moved to Cleveland Avenue and then Washington road
That's when he saw his partner cash first working a triple beam
They cut up hundred dollar slabs and sold them 2 for 15
Hey, his partner had it moving, they had the whole trap bumping
He had everybody's hands out, hey, let me hold something
Check it, his oldest cousin sold his partner
A potato and he played it
He went and got his oldest brother
And thought they was gone pay 'em
He took his strap out his waist and handed it to big sleigh
And stepped right up in his face and said hey playa you cake
Where my dogs is at the one
That'll bite your ass to pieces
Where my cancers at the one
That'll cut your ass to shreds
Where my dogs is at the one
That'll bite your ass to pieces
Where my cancers at the one
That'll cut your ass to shreds
Now everything cool, hey Fred, what's up
Now they daping him down
And letting him fire up the blunt
But playboy I thought I told you
That if you ever played him sweet
Every time your family see him
Ya'll gone see him with some cleats
Now you calling up Pauly tell him tell Breeze
Everything gone be steady playboy, let's get this chesse
But see Pauly, he can't help you
'Cuz Pauly ain't know the name
And anybody from his block if he do dirt
Gone say his name and if a smoker ever went
And told the folks that they was rolling
Man, they'd go and get him drunk
And break him off like they ain't know him
He met this pretty girl by the name of Michelle
And her mother had a condo in Camelot, on the L
So he went over her crib to try, to try her
But at the crib it wasn't happenin'
So he cool, cool cut her in the back of National 7
Where my dogs is at the one
That'll bite your ass to pieces
Where my cancers at the one
That'll cut your ass to shreds
Where my dogs is at the one
That'll bite your ass to pieces
Where my cancers at the one
That'll cut your ass to shreds
She had it all, she was a princess, she married a king
They lived in Camelot happily
Where my dogs is at the one
That'll bite your ass to pieces
Where my cancers at the one
That'll cut your ass to shreds
Where my dogs is at the one
That'll bite your ass to pieces
Where my cancers at the one
That'll cut your ass to shreds
Finally realized one thing in my lifetime
That I die for something and I hope it's something
Even though it hurts so bad on the inside
Imma make feel so good on the outside
'Cuz I found something that's really something
Something, something
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