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Polo Cologne
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Polo Cologne was released on October 24, 2025 by Cheeba Cheeba Records as a part of the album Protect Your Soul
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Release DateOctober 24, 2025
LabelCheeba Cheeba Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gregg Green
Gregg Green
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gregg Green
Gregg Green
Lyrics
Chris Latham
Chris Latham
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pimpernel Jones
Pimpernel Jones
Producer

Lyrics

Polo Calaoura (uh)
Check it
Yo, I see you from a distance
Shooting fly cats, pursuing with persistence
'Cause you know they raps, no doubt
You know what that's about
See a new toy, and they wanna try it out
I understand, 'cause that dress got people to shop
Make you attract flocks
You the hottest thing on the block, the way you make it stretch
Got brothers stopping, watch, no need to reorder
You got plenty in stock, still you not rude
When I'm like, "Yo, what's up?"
You like, "Yo, what's up?"
That shit got me hot, not no diva attitude
Jermella rock, not rude
That's me, what I'm doing tonight, I would say you
Dreaming out loud, but would like it to be true
Mmm, I'm into you
I ain't bullshitting, I'm for real
I like the way you look, hot as a field
This ain't no love song, this is to get it on
I like your style, your profile is born
Your sexy silhouette is what I'm into
Boo, let's do the sweetest taboo
Hold up, hold up
Uh, you got me in a zone
Fantasizing, red ruby lips, wide hips and thighs and
Confidence, I like your stance
The look in your eyes makes me wanna advance
Your fragrance got me in a trance
I like the way you move, I wanna see you dance
The way you move, got me in a mellow mood
I wanna get next to you
Damn, your body ill, it speaks, sex, fluid
Pull out the Manuel, let's go through it
Navigating your hills, I can tell, take skills
Don't need no GPS to get home, I just follow the molds
From the curve of your neck to the small of your back
Down the line of your spine, right to your waistline
The words under your breath get me high like cess
When you whispering in my ear, "Baby, let's have sex"
This ain't no love song, this is to get it on
I like your style, your profile is born
Your sexy silhouette is what I'm into
Ooh, let's do the sweetest taboo
(Hold on, hold on, hold on)
Yo, I meant to you, the way you so true
You take on things in the vibe, you bring shit to the table
You got me hungry and able, let's observe the sunset
With our toes in the sand while doing some wine-tasting
French kissin', explorating, capolating
You know that thing people do when procreating?
Feels so nice, let's make this an occupation, ha
I really dig the spherical, mental, and spiritual
Baby, let's get physical
Written by: Chris Latham, Gregg Green
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