Lyrics:
Cooler than a breeze when it's hot you hit me
Speaking foreign languages and making me tipsy
Faster than a kid with the brakes out
I need to know
In a pine forest cooler than the rest of the island
Lives a young fisherman with eyes like the sea
He built his own boat and made his own cabin
you probably won't
You think you're cooler than me
You got designer shades just
To hide your face
And you wear 'em around like
You're cooler than me
be 'till the day I die,
C-O-U-N-T-R-Y
My baby looks hot in her high heel shoes,
She looks even cooler in her cowboy boots.
She can dance
lost some place and
Write our names in the constellations?
Got some Triple Beam lights and a cooler of floatin' cans
And I know you're at home
view, woo
My boy Swizz hit me up I'm like, "Hallelujah"
(Yo Swizz)
They know I'ma do you, aimin' for medulla
Turn my blunt Medusa ('Dusa)
Cooler than
the Henny
Don't defend it, it's useless nigga
Up to my wrist in the cooler gripping the brew in this music shit
For Versace suicidal, I hit the Jake through
been a little cooler in the moon light
When she laid her lips on mine
Oh she laid her lips on mine
Oh yeah
And I, I can barely breathe
Anytime when
You can find 'em 'bout sundown Friday
Comin' outta them fields for the highway
First stop, Texaco, fill a cooler full of cold beer
Paycheck
fêter
On oublie
La semaine
C'est le temps du week-end
On sen vas coucher au shack
Mets ton linge dans l'pack
Don't forget the cooler
Don't forget
this
But you probably won't
You think you're cooler than me
You got designer shades
Just to hide your face
And you wear them around like you're
for sense of humor
Scholar for my attendance like bueller, so no use for a tutor
Some cold brews in the cooler
Coming through in the wood grain pt
You think you’re so cool
Yeah, you think you’re so fine
You’re wasting your time yeah
You think you’re so cool
But I’m cooler
I’m cooler than you
You
Uhh like why the fuck he think he cooler?
I hit from the back she go "Uhh huhh" (Aye JK run that shit back)
Shawty think she my producer
Uhh like why
bluegrass
If I could thank you now
Feeling musch smoother
If I could just be here
Make it much cooler
Dale su alma bien
Por la descarga
Nada
Never fakin', it's late, spirits
Through the music is our mission
Honies who were not cooler than the ghetto rebel risin'
To overthrow a ruler
Dearly
I pull up gently in my Amish Whip
Versace diamonds on my Walmart drip
I keep my milkshake in a cooler bag
My Gucci shirt still has the Goodwill tag
Baby, I'm a fucking loser and I won't change
You know it makes me cooler I'm not ashamed
Everybody's whining acting so fake
It's all the same
looked in my eyes
And told me she's mine
It's a lie
You cooler than I
You cooler than I
It's a lie
(Man I'm cooler than a mother mhmm ice)
Like
They coming
deep and we've been away from home too long
I'ma make your bitch choose
Five liters in the cooler
Five liters in the cooler
You can pose with your
trousers
Bigger, better, faster, more
You're much more cooler than you were before
Bigger, better, cooler than me
You've slayed 10 dragons before
There ain't a liquor store, dive bar, or corner booth for twenty miles around
We ain't on a boat, on a lake, in the sun with a cooler loaded down
You never went to Memphis in your mind
There's no place cooler
When you got your bop-a-lula on
Slip into your blue suede shoes
We're dancing' till
Chillin with my coola
Chillin with my gang
You know we cooler
vampire fang's
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Chillin with my coola
Chillin with my gang
You know
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