Jingling Baby
    (专辑: Walking With The Panther - 1989)
    
    (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby   They call me Uncle L, Future of the 
Funk  Records I 
recorded minus all the 
junk  People spread gossip and believe what they must  While I 
slam dunk dicks and make 'em bite the 
dust  A 
minute is needed to make a 
phony roni bleed  And put him in a 
bucket like it's chicken feed  Check out the 
pick of the 
litter, not a 
quitter, I'm nice y'all  And I'ma dust you off and dust you off twice  You never heard this so observant all hysterical fan  -natics of the 
Asiatic miracle man  Prominent, dominant, McCoy and I'm real  If you're another brother's fan? Forget how you feel  'Cause he's so-so, I 
got the 
instinct  They call me Deputy Dog, now put your ass in the 
clink  Innovating, devastating, and dope on the 
single, now  Let me see your earrings jingle   (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby   I 
chopped you, chewed you, baked you and screwed you  That shit you pop, you need to stop, you're kind of rude you  No good nincompoop trying to base  How we living homes? Get out my face!  I'm complete, in effect, and I 
can't fall  I 
rise, surprise, and I 
advise you all  To stand back and peep, don't sleep or doubt  My skill'll get ill, I 
turn the 
mother out  I'm top-notch, you're still playing hop-scotch  Now I'ma do ya while the 
party people watch  You're real funny, you really try to go for yours  But I 
know why: you ain't had no dough before  So you tried and lied to drain my fame  This ain't a 
game, yo, you know my name  Forget all the 
MCs who like to mingle  Yo baby, let me see your earrings jingle   (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby   When you first walked in, I 
ain't know what to think  You grabbed the 
microphone like your shit don't stink  And tried to run down that; I 
can't get over that  Shit you were saying you call that a 
battle rap?  How you gonna go against an army with a 
handgun?  I'm Cool J, yo you don't understand, son  I'm a 
legend, on top of that I'm living  Now you look stupid like that bitch Ms. Givens  Whoever geesed you up; nah, how should I 
say it?  Whoever set you up, they knew just how to play it  'Cause man, yo, I 
feel for you brother  I'm a 
bad... Word to the 
mother!  Takin out suckers while the 
ladies pucker  And rolling over niggas like a 
redneck trucker  Innovating, devastating, and dope on a 
single, now  Lemme see your earrings jingle   (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby   Yeah baby, you know what I 
mean?  You like be jinglin crazy, word  (Yeah yeah yeah)  All over this funky beat  You be like jingling, and your earrings be jingling  And shakin all over the 
place and all (mm-hmm)  It's like real, it's real wild to me honey yaknahwhatImean?  The 
way you be jingling, word   (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby   Can't believe you tried to grip the 
same mic as me  Your grip's too weak, you can't hold it, B 
 You can dream of making progress and getting this nice  But when I 
roll up, it's like Hip Hop Vice  I 
serve to curbs, I 
never swerve I'm superb  Every word you heard played tricks on your nerves  You played your hand, lost track of your plan  When I 
show up, I 
blow up, end of story, my man  I'm a 
play you like a 
poker chip, that's what you get  I 
bet your fret, sweat, and regret you met  The 
titan of fighting, exciting when writing, you trifling toy-boy  I 
gotta enlighten, so start biting  You know you can't create and get mean like this  When I'm on the 
court, G, it's strictly swish!  When it's all over, said and done, my friend  They say, "That bad motherfucker just scored again"  So take a 
step back, give me some room to wreck shop  Here's your token back, you're getting off at the 
next stop  I'ma deliver and give a 
speech with vigor  I 
drink some Olde E 
and start waxin niggas   (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby  (They're jingling, baby) Go 'head, baby