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[Verse 1]
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Wit a-wit a little bit of gold and a pager
Wi-wi-wi-wi-with gold and a pager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
[Verse 2]
Pager, gold, gold pager, cool kids
With a little bit of gold and a pager, cool kids
With a little bit of gold and a pager, yup
With a little bit of gold, gold pager, uh
With a little bit of gold and a pager
[Verse 3]
Pedal down the foothills, wheelies on the front wheel
Not for play, home bro, I made those in those
I skate those in these
I take both and wear 'em like I made those
Even if I don't 'cause oh
I'll take those like that
Put 'em in my nap-sack, snap the top latch
Four finger ring on my belt buckle strap
Gotta hold up my jeans 'cause they falling off my ass
[Verse 4]
Then you gotta check these Nikes at the bottom of my pants
Then you gotta check my hip 'cause my beeper's on blast
Just got it activated, you ain't even gotta ask
So, if my phone's off, you can page my ass
[Verse 5]
So, I guess what it is is I'm who I'm is
And I'm well aware, a gold rope's what I wear
And they're big and they hang
And they swing here to there and I'm here
[Verse 6]
With a little bit of gold and a pager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
With a little bit of gold, gold pager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
[Verse 7]
With a little bit of gold, gold, gold pager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
With a little bit of gold, gold pager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
With a little bit of gold, gold pager
[Verse 8]
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Wi-wi-wi-wi-wi-with gold and a pager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Pager, gold, gold pager
[Verse 9]
Who we are? Mikey Rocks
I'm a 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
[Verse 10]
So, with a little bit of gold, Motorola pager
Fresh haircut, clean shave with the razor
It's a sickness, but God is my witness
Been blessed with this gift since the day before Christmas
I'm trying, I am
Nice with the science
On how to stay king of this jungle, just like lions
I gotta stay humble and move just like a bumble bee
Can't let you in, great troubles me
So please, no stings biting
I'm just a teenager
[Verse 11]
With a little bit of gold and a pager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
With a little bit of gold, gold pager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
[Verse 12]
With a little bit of gold, gold, gold pager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
With a little bit of gold, gold pager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
With a little bit of gold, gold pager
[Verse 13]
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Wi-wi-wi-wi-with gold and a pager
Wit-with a little bit of gold and a pager
Gold pager, gold, gold pager
Written by: Antoine Reed, Evan Ingersoll
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