[Chorus:]
With a little bit of gold and a pager [Repeated]
Cool Kids
Cool Kids
Yup!
Uh
Pedal down the foothills wheelies on the front (for real chuck?)
Not for play homebro' I made those in those
I skate those in these
I take dough and wear em like I made those even if I don't cuzzo'
I'll take those like that (Uh)
Put em in my nap-sack snap the top latch
Fo' finger ring on my belt buckle strap
Gotta hold up my jeans cause they fallin' off my ass
Then you gotta check these Nikes at the bottom of my pants
Then you gotta check my hip cause my beepers on blast
Just got it activated
You ain't even gotta ask
So if my phones off you can page my ass
So I guess what is is I'm who I is
N I'm well aware a gold ropes what I wear
And they're big and they hang and they swang here to there
And I'm here
[Chorus:]
Who we are?
Mikey Rocks
I'm graduate of Cooley High
The last day of school threw my hat in the air with a new pair of shoes with the gum sole
Posed for the class picture
And I flicked like a glass fixture
When the tip of your finger hits the switch
So,
With a little bit of Gold (gold)
Motorola Pager
Fresh haircut clean shave with the razor
It's a sickness but god is my witness
Blessed with this gift since the day before Christmas
I'm tryin'
I am
Nice with the science on how to stay king of the jungle just like lions
I gotta stay humble and move just like a bumble bee
Can't let your ingreat struggle me (no)
So please no stees bitin'
I'm just a teenager
[Chorus:]
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[Chorus:]
With a little bit of gold and a pager [Repeated]
Cool Kids
Cool Kids
Yup!
Uh
Pedal down the foothills wheelies on the front (for real chuck?)
Not for play homebro' I made those in those
I skate those in these
I take dough and wear em like I made those even if I don't cuzzo'
I'll take those like that (Uh)
Put em in my nap-sack snap the top latch
Fo' finger ring on my belt buckle strap
Gotta hold up my jeans cause they fallin' off my ass
Then you gotta check these Nikes at the bottom of my pants
Then you gotta check my hip cause my beepers on blast
Just got it activated
You ain't even gotta ask
So if my phones off you can page my ass
So I guess what is is I'm who I is
N I'm well aware a gold ropes what I wear
And they're big and they hang and they swang here to there
And I'm here
[Chorus:]
Who we are?
Mikey Rocks
I'm graduate of Cooley High
The last day of school threw my hat in the air with a new pair of shoes with the gum sole
Posed for the class picture
And I flicked like a glass fixture
When the tip of your finger hits the switch
So,
With a little bit of Gold (gold)
Motorola Pager
Fresh haircut clean shave with the razor
It's a sickness but god is my witness
Blessed with this gift since the day before Christmas
I'm tryin'
I am
Nice with the science on how to stay king of the jungle just like lions
I gotta stay humble and move just like a bumble bee
Can't let your ingreat struggle me (no)
So please no stees bitin'
I'm just a teenager
[Chorus:]
With a little bit of gold and a pager [Repeated]
Cool Kids
Cool Kids
Yup!
Uh
Pedal down the foothills wheelies on the front (for real chuck?)
Not for play homebro' I made those in those
I skate those in these
I take dough and wear em like I made those even if I don't cuzzo'
I'll take those like that (Uh)
Put em in my nap-sack snap the top latch
Fo' finger ring on my belt buckle strap
Gotta hold up my jeans cause they fallin' off my ass
Then you gotta check these Nikes at the bottom of my pants
Then you gotta check my hip cause my beepers on blast
Just got it activated
You ain't even gotta ask
So if my phones off you can page my ass
So I guess what is is I'm who I is
N I'm well aware a gold ropes what I wear
And they're big and they hang and they swang here to there
And I'm here
[Chorus:]
Who we are?
Mikey Rocks
I'm graduate of Cooley High
The last day of school threw my hat in the air with a new pair of shoes with the gum sole
Posed for the class picture
And I flicked like a glass fixture
When the tip of your finger hits the switch
So,
With a little bit of Gold (gold)
Motorola Pager
Fresh haircut clean shave with the razor
It's a sickness but god is my witness
Blessed with this gift since the day before Christmas
I'm tryin'
I am
Nice with the science on how to stay king of the jungle just like lions
I gotta stay humble and move just like a bumble bee
Can't let your ingreat struggle me (no)
So please no stees bitin'
I'm just a teenager
[Chorus:]
Writer: ANTOINE REED, EVAN INGERSOLL
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.