Jingle Bells - Baby Tate

Do you wanna go under a mistletoe?

My lips tinglin', baby (Come here, baby)

I wanna put 'em in a place they shouldn’t go

So jingle my bells, go 'head and jingle 'em (Jingle 'em)

Laughin' at these niggas like I tickle 'em (Tickle 'em)

Not a street figher, but I’ma finish 'em (Finish 'em)

He like Olivia, he wanted to get physical

Physically I’m stronger than a million boulders

And I’m pimpin' like Hova, had to brush off my shoulders

Get the dirt off

Pull out the jingle bells and the skirt off

Now he tryna pull my shirt off

I said, «Whoa, whoa, whoa» (Wait a minute)

«Boy, you’re actin' like a ho, ho, ho» (Wait a minute)

«I don’t know who you been with before»

«But that’s not how it go, go, go»

If you wanna jingle my bells, you gotta

All the way

Go 'head and jingle, baby, jingle it

'Cause you know I didn’t come to play

Jingle baby (Jingle baby), jingle on my bells

Jingle on my bells all day

Jingle high, jingle low, jingle fast, jingle slow

In a one-horse open sleigh