| Never so much on my mind get let it off now
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| Not now but right now and let me get down
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| Tell you bout this lady I call Nicole
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| Quiet as kept like anorexics who tip-toe
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| She had a great figure, got me like a Cop with a
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| Itchy trigger finger on duty drinking liquor
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| Whole in the heart very weak ticker
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| Always had to call her on her two way
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| And I needed love like LL Cool J
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| Now this is simple, she thought that she
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| Could love me till she’s old and wrinkled
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| Come on now relationships they come and they go
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| But yo with Nicole twenty-seven years
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| Only wore white gold she owned a Bentley
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| Spoke real gently always real friendly
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| Frequently tempt me to do many things
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| Telling me my duty is to do anything yo
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| Nicole (x 8)
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| Education, graduation, try and stop her
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| She’s far from the days she worked at Footlocker
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| When her uniform tag said Nicole
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| And her salary was very little
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| And now she’s making money doing well for her own
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| Drives a cool car, part owns her home
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| Loves a sweet tooth like Toblerone
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| Practices guitar on a monotone
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| Singing love songs that she wrote
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| Says «I'm gonna get a deal» but she won’t
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| Plus she never ever wanna rock the boat
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| Loves the quiet life plus her Doctors note
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| Said she shouldn’t sing cos she popped her throat
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| When she was a kid and she swallowed a coat button
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| Now she topless models a little
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| As long as she ain’t showing her nipples
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| Nicole (x 8)
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| Come on Nicole, Nicky’s ready on the right
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| (Oww, oww) Nicky’s ready on the left
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| I said come on Nicole, Nicky’s ready in the middle
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| (Oww, oww) Nicky’s ready at back
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| I said come on Nicole, Nicky’s ready on the front
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| (Oww, oww) Nicky’s ready up top
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| I said come on Nicole, Nicky’s down low
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| (Oww, oww, oww, oww) Nicky’s ready
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| Ha, Nicole was a beautiful girl
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| Made my world seem like beautiful world (ha)
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| And in my heart she was a suitable girl
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| Some would say an unusual girl
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| But I would never take heed cos I fought with my heartstrings
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| Yeah real deep like African carvings
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| She hung on the mantle as an example
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| She knew about her roots and they were strong like bamboo
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| Now she’s smoking like a blown out candle
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| Wearing dangly bangles and Asian sandal’s
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| Compliments on the mic I handle
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| I bring it to your neck like a dude who strangles
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| Nicky’s all grown up now
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| Tells me all the time I should have blown up now (ha)
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| She’s in the Gym trying to tone up now
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| Got her feminine styles all sown up now
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| Nicole (x 16)
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| Nicole (x 8) |