Song | Gold and a Pager |
Artist | The Cool Kids |
Album | The Bake Sale |
作曲 : Ingersoll, Reed | |
With a little bit of gold and a pager | |
(repeat) | |
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 'cause oh | |
I'll take those like dat (uh) | |
Put em in my napsack, snap the top latch | |
Four 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 phone's off, you can page my ass | |
So I guess what it is is I'm who I is | |
And I'm well aware a gold rope's what I wear | |
And they're big and they hang and they swang here to there | |
And I'm here... | |
With a little bit of gold and a pager | |
(repeat) | |
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 (uh) | |
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 biting | |
I'm just a teenager... | |
With a little bit of gold and a pager | |
(repeat) |
zuò qǔ : Ingersoll, Reed | |
With a little bit of gold and a pager | |
repeat | |
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 ' cause oh | |
I' ll take those like dat uh | |
Put em in my napsack, snap the top latch | |
Four 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 phone' s off, you can page my ass | |
So I guess what it is is I' m who I is | |
And I' m well aware a gold rope' s what I wear | |
And they' re big and they hang and they swang here to there | |
And I' m here... | |
With a little bit of gold and a pager | |
repeat | |
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 uh | |
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 biting | |
I' m just a teenager... | |
With a little bit of gold and a pager | |
repeat |