[Chorus 2x]

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


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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


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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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Cool Breeze – Butta Lyrics

Songwriters: BRAYMOND MURRA, RICO WADE, PATRICK BROWN, FREDERICK BELL
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