Sneakbo - Ring A Ling lyrics

rate me

Ting a linga linga ling, dancehall, it's swing

DJ's ears pop up when they hear my rhythm

Ting a linga linga ling, school bell ring

Knife and fork and fight for dumpling

Booyaka, booyaka, the girl dem sing

Sneakbo is the don, number one inner the scene

Booyaka, booyaka, the girl dem sing

Sneakbo is the don, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, ting a linga linga ling, ting a linga linga ling

DJ's ears pop up when they hear my rhythm

I used to be this man that’s ever lonely

Now it’s payback, I’m buying hella Rollies

Thank God that I ain’t got a lot of homies

That’s hundreds for these guys, go back, they don’t know me

Peace out, now it’s getting thinner

I wanna rap like boo ‘cause my flow is the winner

I’m relaxing with my uncle Zimba

He told me get money, be a bust, not a soldier

I got them gold dots, bricks then go pots

…pretty slymish looking ones

Forget touching my beamer, I’m touching my Priscilla

Always murder that, that, that’s why she call me killer

Killer, aka Sneaks, don’t call me ‘bout Priscilla now she turned into a freak

A lady in the streets, bad B in the sheets

Sheets of 100 when she’s rolling with me

Ting a linga linga ling, dancehall, it's swing

DJ's ears pop up when they hear my rhythm

Ting a linga linga ling, school bell ring

Knife and fork and fight for dumpling

Booyaka, booyaka, the girl dem sing

Sneakbo is the don, number one inner the scene

Booyaka, booyaka, the girl dem sing

Sneakbo is the don, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, ting a linga linga ling, ting a linga linga ling

DJ's ears pop up when they hear my rhythm

I used to be this man that’s ever lonely

Now I’m standing here, night for a Rollie

And now these gold diggers think they know me

I get these silly girls jet ski, don’t fold me

Last year I was broke like a bum

She don’t wanna give me the ah

Look at, I run, then I searched, watch now

I be that guy all these ladies wanna love, too

What that, moving lots, I need lots

A beef for my door, covering up around my door

Black anything, got jobbers at a dollar, I’m a tagger

My girls black as black china

Rider, rider, rider, get the mooky on fire

Face like Beyoncé and a body like Mariah

Take her after party, show her how I swing my …

She don’t know how I roll, I’mma provide a lighter

Ting a linga linga ling, dancehall, it's swing

DJ's ears pop up when they hear my rhythm

Ting a linga linga ling, school bell ring

Knife and fork and fight for dumpling

Booyaka, booyaka, the girl dem sing

Sneakbo is the don, number one inner the scene

Booyaka, booyaka, the girl dem sing

Sneakbo is the don, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene

Ting a linga linga ling, ting a linga linga ling, ting a linga linga ling

DJ's ears pop up when they hear my rhythm

DJ's ears pop up when they hear my rhythm