Weeastpointin Lyrics by Cool Breeze

Weeastpointin Lyrics

    [sleepy brown]

    Just got paid and i'm feeling right
    Bout x'd out on a friday night
    My girl paging me but she'll gone be allright
    Cause i'm falling through later on tonight
    Now looka here, before we go
    We gotta stop by seafood galore
    Two piece whiting and a shrimp to go
    A large lemonade now i'm out the door
    Bob's car wash keep my white walls tight
    Just put down on the holyfield fight
    Ride by the hill holla at e. neil
    East point raise ya flag been hill been real

    [chorus]
    Weeastpointin' x5

    Tell me where you from baby (east point)
    Tell me where you from (east point)
    Tell me where you from baby (east point)
    Tell me where you from (east point)
    Tell me wehre you from baby (east point)
    Tell me where you from (east point)
    Tell me where you from baby (east point)
    Tell me where you from (east point)

    [sleepy brown]

    Flying like a bird all thorugh the night
    Ain't gone stop til the morning light
    Suckers looking crazy casue they want my ride
    But lil do they know that i pack my side
    Cause my 98 oldsmobile
    With bullets chrome the real real
    So split that peel and bump that joint
    Forever hollerin east point
    I said my 98 oldsmobile
    With bullets chrome the real real
    So split that peel and bump that joint
    Forever hollerin east point, ungh

    [chorus]

    [cool breeze]

    My name cool breeze and i can't lie
    I'm still teacher's pet at cutta high
    And i'm real laid back and like one of a kind
    And if i leave east point it'll be to find
    Rico used to tell me when i turned nineteen
    That imma be big in the south like buffalo wings
    And i been blowing up the spot since the single came out
    And i'm starting to make a lil money it's getting hard to count
    And if i carry any with me it's in a small amount
    And i keep the rest in a stash by my auntee house
    So check the internet for when i hit your local stages
    Of the the dirty south pages under south coast phrases

    [chorus to fade]

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