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