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