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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LL COOL J
LL COOL J
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwayne Simon
Dwayne Simon
Songwriter
Brian Latture
Brian Latture
Songwriter
Dennis Coffey
Dennis Coffey
Songwriter
James Todd Smith
James Todd Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LL COOL J
LL COOL J
Producer
Dwayne Simon
Dwayne Simon
Co-Producer
Steve Ett
Steve Ett
Mixing Engineer
Brian Latture
Brian Latture
Assistant Producer
CHUCK VALLE
CHUCK VALLE
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Chorus: ll cool j and girl (repeat 4x) (They're jinglin, baby) go 'head, baby [Ll cool j] 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, devestating, and dope on the single now Let me see your earrings jingle Chorus [Ll cool 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 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 still 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 Forget all the mc's who like to mingle Yo baby, let me see your earrings jingle Chorus [Ll cool j] 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 baaaaaad... (word to my mother!) Takin out suckers while the ladies pucker And rollin over {niggaz} like a redneck trucker Innovatin, devastatin, and dope on a single, now Lemme see your earrings jingle Chorus [Ll cool j] Yeah baby, you know what I mean? You like be jinglin crazy, word (Yeah yeah yeah) All over this funky beat You be like jinglin, and your earrings be jinglin And shakin all over the place and all (mm-hmm) It's like real, it's real wild to me honey yaknahwhatimean? The way you be jinglin, worrrrrrd Chorus [Ll cool j] 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 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 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 swisssshhhh! 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 gettin off at the next stop I'ma deliver and give a speech with vigor I drink some olde e and start waxin {niggaz} Chorus 2x
Writer(s): Dwayne Simon, James Todd Smith, Dennis Coffet Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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