Cooler as Ekke (feat. Reënboogperde) (Skoon) Lyrics & Tabs by Jack Parow
Cooler as Ekke (feat. Reënboogperde) (Skoon)
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Jack Parow in the motherf*cking house
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause you smoke Yves Saint Laurent cigarettes
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause you have a tattoo of a snake on your boobs
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause you have a poster of Led Zeppelin above your bed
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause every year you're at the J&B Met.
You're old news, I come with raw beats
You are waiting, I'm looking for something
You're ice tea, I'm 'witblits'
You're light beer, I'm 'spirits'
You're the guy with the new fresh look
I'm the guy with the Pep Stores pants
I watch you, you stare at guys
you still send Vernon Koekemoer jokes
I'm fantastic, you're spastic
I take some chickies, you only get small kids
you still send Vernon Koekemoer jokes
I'm fantastic, you're spastic
I take some chickies, you only get small kids
You're Tim Voster, I'm Chris Edwards
You're in the forest, I roll in big shit
You're boring like songs around the campfire
my style's slick sneak quietly like a vampire
your style's soft shit like a pink marshmallow
girls scream for just "one night in parow"
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause you hang with models and I hang with sluts
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause I'm a rapper and you sing in falsetto
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause I drive by bus and you fly a jet
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause you drive a Peugeot two zero six
You walk with a cellphone in your pen
I still walk with a 3310
My style throws sexy correct
You still wear f*cking Mr Price Red
When I enter the whole bar scares up
You still get f*cking money from your mum
I leave the whole party dripping wet
When you enter the whole party starts to run away
I'm America, you're Iraq
I bomb you let die weak shit splash
I'm a 'Bic' pen, you're a 'Mont Blanc'
You walk around with f*cking foam on the brim of your mouth
I'm original, you've been copied
I'm a flash drive, you're a floppy
You act like you've got everything but you're fake
Jack Parow man I live like a street whore
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause you drink at 'Ku De Ta' and I drink at 'De Dekke'
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause you're the gentleman, man I'm the picture
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause I spend my holidays in Hartenbos and you spen your holidays in Quebeq
You think you're cooler than me, because you have the new issue of 'One Small Seed'
Jack Parow man I'm a wild cat
You eat Caviar and couscous
I drink 'Klipdrif', you drink 'Peroni'
You have some friends in Sweden, I have friends in Benoni
I buy all my clothes at the local Pep Stores save more
You buy all your f*cking clothes at a store
You only wear f*cking Polo shirts
Shame, you listen to the 'Dirty Skirts'
My name's Parow, thick heavy totally a gangster
You look like Jeremy de Tollie
Jack Parow, the life of the party
You only wear f*cking Issey Miyake
You're too cool for school, I'm just cool
I'm 'Grasshopper', you're 'Le Coq Sportif'
You let the cake flop, I let the house raise
Your girlfriend has a picture of my d*ck on her pencil case
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause you smoke Yves Saint Laurent cigarettes
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause you have a tattoo of a snake on your boobs
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause you have a poster of Led Zeppelin above your bed
You think you're cooler than me, 'cause every year you're at the J&B Met.
Jack Parow, puss!
