Over and under we In with the suicide we fuck with disaster And careful is to hide
So come give this a try Push it faster you And over mountain you glide No, you're not last if you can't push it past
Nicole, what's you got? Is that a black turbo back? A JMC bike? Man, I wish I had one like
Nicole, you my soul With cute little bunny hop Your radical top Girl, I wished you would stop Nicole, I was ten years old
Shit, I left my cell phone at home, It's just a broken collar Walk it off, you big pussy, and get ass back on the bike It's time to go lay some or just watch me get nice school you on how to get high Then go home your friends how you bite all my style
Nicole, what's that you Is that a black turbo diamond A JMC bike? Man, I wish I had one like
Nicole, you stole my With cute little bunny hop Your radical top Girl, I wished you would stop
Nicole, you got this moto The Hutch are off the list All the skyway's are fixed Walky and stolen shit
Nicole, Quadangle, P.K. Ripper, Webco and Nicole, I was ten years old
Is there a love in your life 'cause I be your wife It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a up in the sky You didn't say you could fly, now I where I stand And I'm tired of life on the Lose my soul when I'm down up your ramp, I am
Hey Nicole, what's that you Is a black turbo diamond back? A JMC bike? Man, I wish I had one like
Nicole, you my soul With your cute little hop Your radical top Girl, I wished you would stop
Nicole, you got this licked The Hutch kids are off the All the skyway's are fixed Walky talkies and shit
Nicole, Quadangle, P.K. Ripper, and Mongoose Nicole, I was only ten old