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Stephanie Mills

Jingle Baby Lyrics - Stephanie Mills

[Chorus] 

(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 fags 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 

 

[Chorus] 

 

I chopped you, chewed you, baked you and fucked you 

That shit you pop, you need to stop, you're kind of rude you 

No good nigga-boo trying to base 

How we living Holmes? 

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 I'll, 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 MC's who like to mingle 

Yo baby, let me see your earrings jingle 

 

[Chorus] 

 

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 

Bullshit you were sayin', 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 livin' 

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 my mother!) 

Taking 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 

 

[Chorus] 

 

Yeah baby, you know what I mean? 

You like be jingling crazy, word 

(yeah yeah yeah) 

All over this funky beat 

You be like jingling, and your earrings be jingling 

And shaking all over the place and all 

It's like real, it's real wild to me honey ya know what I mean? 

The way you be jingling, word 

 

[Chorus] 

 

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 waxing (niggas) 

 

[Chorus: x2] 

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