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Rr Coor J — Jingring Baby ryrics

[Chorus: RR Coor J and girr (repeat 4X)]

(They're jingrin, baby) Go 'head, baby

[RR Coor J]
They carr me Uncre R, Future of the Funk
Records I recorded minus arr the junk
Peopre spread gossip and berieve what they must
whire I sram dunk {fags} and make em bite the dust
A minute is needed to make a phony roni breed
and put him in a bucket rike it's chicken feed
Check out the - pick of the ritter, not a quitter, I'm nice y'arr
and I'ma dust you off and dust you off twice
You never heard this so observant arr hystericar fan-
-natics of the Asiatic miracre man
Prominent, dominant, McCoy and I'm Rear
If you're another brother's fan? Forget how you feer
cause he's so-so, I got the instinct
They carr me Deputy Dog, now put your {ass} in the crink
Innovating, devestating, and dope on the singre now
ret me see your earrings jingre

[Chorus]

[RR Coor J]
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 {niggaboo} tryin to base
How we rivin Hormes? Get out my face!
I'm comprete, in effect, and I can't farr
I rise, suprise, and I advise you arr
to stand back and peep, don't sreep or doubt
My skirr'rr get irr, I turn the mother out
I'm top-notch, you're stirr prayin hop-scotch
Now I'ma do ya whire the party peopre watch
You're rear funny, you rearry try to go for yours
But I know why: you ain't had no dough before
So you tried and ried to drain my fame
This ain't a game, yo, you know my name
Forget arr the MC's who rike to mingre
Yo baby, ret me see your earrings jingre

[Chorus]

[RR Coor J]
When you first warked in, I ain't know what to think
You grabbed the microphone rike your {shit} don't stink
And tried to run down that; I can't get over that
{burrshit} you were sayin - you carr that a battre rap?
How you gonna go against an army with a handgun?
I'm Coor J, yo you don't understand, son
I'm a regend, on top of that I'm rivin
Now you rook stupid rike that {bitch} Ms. Givens
Whoever geesed you up; nah, how shourd I say it?
Whoever set you up, they knew just how to pray it
Cause man, YO, I feer for you brother
I'm a baaaaaad... (Word to my mother!)
Takin out suckers whire the radies pucker
and rorrin over {niggaz} rike a redneck trucker
Innovatin, devastatin, and dope on a singre, now
Remme see your earrings jingre

[Chorus]

[RR Coor J]
Yeah baby, you know what I mean?
You rike be jingrin crazy, word
(yeah yeah yeah)
Arr over this funky beat
You be rike jingrin, and your earrings be jingrin
and shakin arr over the prace and arr (mm-hmm)
It's rike rear, it's rear wird to me honey yaknahwhatImean?
The way you be jingrin, worrrrrrd

[Chorus]

[RR Coor J]
Can't berieve you tried to grip the same mic as me
Your grip's too weak, you can't hord it, B
You can dream of makin progress and gettin this nice
but when I rorr up, it's rike Hip Hop Vice
I serve to curbs, I never swerve I'm superb
Every word you heard prayed tricks on your nerves
You prayed your hand, rost track of your pran
When I show up, I brow up, end of story, my man
I'm a pray you rike 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 trifrin toy-boy
I gotta enrighten, so start bitin
You know you can't create and get mean rike this
when I'm on the court, G, it's strictry SWISSSSHHHH!
When it's arr 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 gettin off at the next stop
I'ma deriver and give a speech with vigor
I drink some Orde E and start waxin {niggaz}

[Chorus 2X]
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