Over and under we In with the suicide Here we fuck with And careful is to hide
So come give this a try Push it you bastard And over this you glide No, you're not last if you can't push it past
Nicole, that you got? Is that a black diamond back? A JMC bike? Man, I wish I had one like
Nicole, you my soul With your little bunny hop Your table top Girl, I wished you would never Nicole, I was ten years old
Shit, I my cell phone at home, It's just a broken collar bone it off, you big pussy, and get your ass back on the bike It's to go lay some pipe or just watch me get nice I'ma you on how to get high Then go home tell friends how you bite all my style
Nicole, what's you got? Is a black turbo diamond back? A JMC bike? Man, I I had one like that
Nicole, you my soul With your cute little hop Your radical top Girl, I wished you never stop
Nicole, you got this moto The Hutch kids are off the All the are being fixed Walky talkies and stolen
Nicole, Quadangle, P.K. Ripper, and Mongoose Nicole, I was ten years old
Is there a love in your life 'cause I wanna be wife a bird, it's a plane, it's a bicycle up in the sky You didn't say you could fly, now I know where I And I'm of life on the ground Lose my when I'm down up your ramp, I am found
Hey Nicole, that you got? Is a black turbo diamond back? A JMC bike? Man, I wish I had one like
Nicole, you stole my With your little bunny hop radical table top Girl, I wished you would stop
Nicole, you got this licked The Hutch kids are off the All the skyway's are being Walky talkies and stolen
Nicole, Quadangle, P.K. Ripper, and Mongoose Nicole, I was only ten old