Jingling 歌词
| 歌曲 | Jingling |
| 歌手 | The Cool Kids |
| 专辑 | The Bake Sale |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Ingersoll, Reed | |
| [Chuck:] Uh... they jingling baby | |
| Like keys in my pocket | |
| When my hands in my pocket | |
| Looking for my wallet | |
| Motorcity technology | |
| Radsheed Wallace | |
| Then move to | |
| Chicago for dollars like | |
| Ben Wallace | |
| I was tryna be modest | |
| But I done brushed my shoulders off so much | |
| In the past months they looked polished | |
| I'm just being honest | |
| I'm putting on a clinic | |
| Niggas dropping out of college to do it like we did it | |
| And pigeon is always flocking if you tossin out bird seeds | |
| I'm in a lion's den with a steak they can't touch me | |
| Plus me and | |
| Mikey Do the right thing in these spike lee | |
| Nikes Suckas they wanna fight me | |
| Cause they girlfriends wanna guy just like me | |
| You know what bite me | |
| Hey they all like me | |
| No sense of throwin punches, | |
| Let's do lunch, | |
| Man you like me too | |
| Ain't no future in ya frontin. [Chorus:] | |
| Baby; Ya jingling | |
| Baby (right, right, right) | |
| Baby (baby) | |
| Ya jingling | |
| Baby (jingling cassette) (Ja jingling cassette) [x3] [Mikey:] | |
| Signed sealed delivered | |
| Lick thee envenlope and then send it to my niggas | |
| Inside was a note saying that we got to pick up the pace | |
| Cause there's too many rabbits tryna get in the race | |
| Makes me sick in the face and stomach | |
| Shoes ain't laced but they all tryna run it | |
| Did it, done it, kick it, and punt it | |
| Whatever it good however you put it | |
| I'm a hundred dolla bills in a haystack cousin, want it? | |
| You can have it long as you stop confrontin | |
| See I be tryna pay | |
| MCs to behave | |
| But they don't cooperate with me | |
| And lately they been impatient | |
| They don't like waitin | |
| And that's why they hate on me | |
| So dang, what they party always lame | |
| They never had a hand like pains of old dames so bam [Chorus: out] |
| zuo qu : Ingersoll, Reed | |
| Chuck: Uh... they jingling baby | |
| Like keys in my pocket | |
| When my hands in my pocket | |
| Looking for my wallet | |
| Motorcity technology | |
| Radsheed Wallace | |
| Then move to | |
| Chicago for dollars like | |
| Ben Wallace | |
| I was tryna be modest | |
| But I done brushed my shoulders off so much | |
| In the past months they looked polished | |
| I' m just being honest | |
| I' m putting on a clinic | |
| Niggas dropping out of college to do it like we did it | |
| And pigeon is always flocking if you tossin out bird seeds | |
| I' m in a lion' s den with a steak they can' t touch me | |
| Plus me and | |
| Mikey Do the right thing in these spike lee | |
| Nikes Suckas they wanna fight me | |
| Cause they girlfriends wanna guy just like me | |
| You know what bite me | |
| Hey they all like me | |
| No sense of throwin punches, | |
| Let' s do lunch, | |
| Man you like me too | |
| Ain' t no future in ya frontin. Chorus: | |
| Baby Ya jingling | |
| Baby right, right, right | |
| Baby baby | |
| Ya jingling | |
| Baby jingling cassette Ja jingling cassette x3 Mikey: | |
| Signed sealed delivered | |
| Lick thee envenlope and then send it to my niggas | |
| Inside was a note saying that we got to pick up the pace | |
| Cause there' s too many rabbits tryna get in the race | |
| Makes me sick in the face and stomach | |
| Shoes ain' t laced but they all tryna run it | |
| Did it, done it, kick it, and punt it | |
| Whatever it good however you put it | |
| I' m a hundred dolla bills in a haystack cousin, want it? | |
| You can have it long as you stop confrontin | |
| See I be tryna pay | |
| MCs to behave | |
| But they don' t cooperate with me | |
| And lately they been impatient | |
| They don' t like waitin | |
| And that' s why they hate on me | |
| So dang, what they party always lame | |
| They never had a hand like pains of old dames so bam Chorus: out |
| zuò qǔ : Ingersoll, Reed | |
| Chuck: Uh... they jingling baby | |
| Like keys in my pocket | |
| When my hands in my pocket | |
| Looking for my wallet | |
| Motorcity technology | |
| Radsheed Wallace | |
| Then move to | |
| Chicago for dollars like | |
| Ben Wallace | |
| I was tryna be modest | |
| But I done brushed my shoulders off so much | |
| In the past months they looked polished | |
| I' m just being honest | |
| I' m putting on a clinic | |
| Niggas dropping out of college to do it like we did it | |
| And pigeon is always flocking if you tossin out bird seeds | |
| I' m in a lion' s den with a steak they can' t touch me | |
| Plus me and | |
| Mikey Do the right thing in these spike lee | |
| Nikes Suckas they wanna fight me | |
| Cause they girlfriends wanna guy just like me | |
| You know what bite me | |
| Hey they all like me | |
| No sense of throwin punches, | |
| Let' s do lunch, | |
| Man you like me too | |
| Ain' t no future in ya frontin. Chorus: | |
| Baby Ya jingling | |
| Baby right, right, right | |
| Baby baby | |
| Ya jingling | |
| Baby jingling cassette Ja jingling cassette x3 Mikey: | |
| Signed sealed delivered | |
| Lick thee envenlope and then send it to my niggas | |
| Inside was a note saying that we got to pick up the pace | |
| Cause there' s too many rabbits tryna get in the race | |
| Makes me sick in the face and stomach | |
| Shoes ain' t laced but they all tryna run it | |
| Did it, done it, kick it, and punt it | |
| Whatever it good however you put it | |
| I' m a hundred dolla bills in a haystack cousin, want it? | |
| You can have it long as you stop confrontin | |
| See I be tryna pay | |
| MCs to behave | |
| But they don' t cooperate with me | |
| And lately they been impatient | |
| They don' t like waitin | |
| And that' s why they hate on me | |
| So dang, what they party always lame | |
| They never had a hand like pains of old dames so bam Chorus: out |
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