| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| Uncle L | |
| Future of the Funk Records | |
| I recorded minus all the junk | |
| People spread gossip | |
| and believe what they must | |
| But I slam dunk 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 | |
| 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 | |
| Another brother's fan | |
| Forget how you feel | |
| He's so so | |
| I got the instinct | |
| they call me Deputy Dog | |
| Now put your booty in the clink | |
| You dance to the Marty | |
| Mars remix single love | |
| Let me see your earrings jingle love | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| I chopped you | |
| chewed you | |
| baked you and stewed you | |
| That stopped you pop | |
| you need to stop | |
| you're kind of rude you | |
| No good niggaboo tryin' to base | |
| How we livin' Holmes | |
| Get out my face | |
| I'm complete, in effect | |
| and I can't fall | |
| I rise, suprise | |
| 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 playin 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 | |
| Innovatin', devastatin' | |
| and dope on a single, now | |
| Dance on my remix single | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| When you first walked in | |
| I ain't know what to think | |
| 'Cause you grabbed the microphone | |
| like your booty don't stink | |
| And tried to run down that | |
| I can't get over that | |
| Job a too, you were sayin' | |
| you call that a battle rap | |
| How you gonna go against | |
| an army with a handgun | |
| I'm L..L, if you don't understand | |
| son, I'm a legend | |
| on top of that I'm livin' | |
| Now you look boogy | |
| like that bum Ms.Givens | |
| Whoever geesed you 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 | |
| Rollin' over punks | |
| like a redneck trucker | |
| Innovatin', devastatin' | |
| they dope on a single, now | |
| Lemme see your earrings jingle | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| Right now | |
| Jjinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Yeah, go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Come on go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Yeah, do it, 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 makin' | |
| progress and gettin' this nice | |
| But when I roll up | |
| it's like Hip Hop Vice | |
| Serve the curbs | |
| I never swerve I'm superb | |
| Every word you heard | |
| played tricks on your nerves | |
| Played your hand | |
| lost track of your plan | |
| When I show up | |
| I blow up | |
| end of story, my man | |
| Play you like a poker chip | |
| that's what you get | |
| I bet your fret, sweat | |
| and regret you met | |
| The titan of fightin' | |
| excitin' when writin' | |
| you triflin' toy boy | |
| I gotta enlighten, so start bitin' | |
| 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, L..L Cool J | |
| just scored again | |
| So take a step back | |
| give me some room | |
| to wreck shop | |
| Here's your token back | |
| you're gettin' off | |
| at the next stop | |
| I'ma deliver and give | |
| my speech with vigor | |
| Pass the wine cool you big black | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Yeah, go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| They're jinglin', baby | |
| Go 'head, baby | |
| I used to stay in New York City | |
| I used to stay in New York City | |
| I used to stay in New York City | |
| I used to stay in New York City |