[Big Boi] [Chorus] Who knows why we won't stop It goes on and on and on.... Who knows why we won't stop (Nobody move nobody make a sound) It goes on
for a dollar Rules of a Calhoun scholar The rules That's right Gotta know the rules Check it out [VERSE 4: Cool Breeze a/k/a Freddie Calhoun] There
shaun only had to ponder which pond to skip a rock on Days were long indeed but I sit back relax and enjoy the cool breeze... FOOL PLEASE!! life is more
can't You always whine about "My true Me" You are your Parents You've to work for other ones to be- Come on What's up with you Cool Heroes Seem to Suffer
picked and when you grin thats when all life begins, cool like a fresh breeze, ooh please come with me, let's take a ride, swing to the other side, I'
don't be knowin niggaz pedigree You better be ready, I like +Sleepin With the Enemy+ My remedy is any G, fuck em and flee I shoot the breeze at the skeeze
you look at me. I know you block your heart so strong and faithfully. If I get to personal would you please tell me? And maybe I could be as "cool" as California Breeze
thinking 'Damn! It's somethin bout Cali' It's water or the Cavi naw maybe it's the bitches and the sunshine fool it's the palm trees, cool breeze and
at da ress pressed to see my cutie that I call to come caress me desperate pooh unavailable da check dis - not into masturbating yo cuz that's some other
the man A bird, a plane, feel the breeze changing lanes I put a chill in your veins, even on a crowded train I?m cool, more cool than Morris dropping
Gee) Eastside Atlanta everybody know me, Young gutta, (young gutta), Jody Breeze, (Breeze) Boyz n da hood everybody know me. [Verse 3:] Yeah, we on whole other
alright Word is bond! Busta Rhymes keep it comin one time for your mind Flip Mode y'all, yo WHOOOO! That music feel my cool breeze Make you bang your
pants down, down Clutching at each other, as you fall over Dancing with your pants down, down Broken backs and heart attacks, surrounded by clover Sun in our eyes! Cool breeze
(feat. Killer Mike, Cool Breeze) [Intro - Bubba Sparxxx] Haha, yeah It is I (it is I) I don't know 'bout all that other shit, can't call that But beside
, when I breeze pass, breathe fast, eat ass, or point like Steve Nash But i'm fixin to be, OG Nixon in 3 Enough jew'ls you fool i'm cool, my kicks are
way cool nigga Hey it wasn't no Victor though nigga That shit was Victor Baron nigga Hey look here ol' boy I had an epsode the other day right I mean
another century Lifes a bitch, who do you trust I put my fate in my glock, cause I know its gonna bust I used to think the hood was cool But my ghetto
Just let me know, Na na now Just le me know Girl cause You've got what I've been craving for, So hot yet ya cool as the breeze blow I'm got it here
