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    I had the strangest dream
    I was in this place called butta
    You wouldnt 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 its 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 shell never forget
    How I showed her respect and Im a east point vet
    She stay on old natl, 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 its on and popping I wont 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
    Thats 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 players ball
    Run you over kiesha house, drop you off by greenbrown mall
    It dont matter how long you try to keep me out
    Im 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 Im floating downstream
    See this type of butter aint like land-o-lakes
    Its 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

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    Composición: Wade Rico R, Boonchi, Ras M C y Cool Breeze

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