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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stefflon Don
Stefflon Don
Vocals
Skepta
Skepta
Vocals
Rymez
Rymez
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stefflon Don
Stefflon Don
Composer
Rodney Hwingwiri
Rodney Hwingwiri
Composer
Joseph Adenuga
Joseph Adenuga
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rymez
Rymez
Producer
Phil Tan
Phil Tan
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my ding-a-ling
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my
[Verse 2]
So this little brudda wanna be the man
Sliding in my DM's on Instagram
I don't know if you know
Who the fuck I am
But somebody best tell him
Who the fuck I am
She's Stefflon Don, 5'5
Big tits, brown eyes
See them dick pics
She ain't really 'bout that life
She'll gun-butt your mom
Then slap your wife
Oh, all the brothers waiting at the door
Couple more brothers down the road on the floor
Oh, pussy getting double encores
This pussy ain't never been on tour
Still pussy getting wetter than the seashore
Diced pineapples, make 'em wanna eat more
Fucking up some commas in pajamas
If a bredda bring the drama
I'ma bring the llama
Do it like Obama
[Verse 3]
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my ding-a-ling
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my ding-a-ling
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my
[Verse 4]
Yeah
Me and my girl live in matching hoodies
That's autumn, winter
She don't wanna build and link up
Nah, she is not into that mix up
Them artist could not draw this picture
Sex so good, I forgot to eat
Sex so good, I forgot to sleep
This is my princess, this ain't a bitch
Your ting needs to get put on the leash
Don't put me in that competition
Man like me
I'm in pole position
Walked in the dance like
Spot the difference
Gold chain looking like a pot to piss in
We nearly went separate ways
But I made a grown decision
We let bygones be bygones
We do not go to vision
[Verse 5]
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling
(Nuff man wan' me fi ride me 'pon the ting)
My ding-a-ling
(Two side, mek batty jaw just swing)
I want you to play with my ding-a-ling
('Cause you ain't the bitch, you da Don Dada)
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling
(Dressed in all black like a bank robber)
My ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my
[Verse 6]
Nuff man wan' me fi ride me 'pon the ting
Nuff man wan' me fi ride me 'pon the ting
Two side, mek batty jaw just swing
Two side, mek batty jaw just swing
'Cause you ain't the bitch, you da Don Dada
Tell a dutty gyal seh she can't tame me
'Cause you ain't the bitch, you da Don Dada
Big '45 mi seh no safety
[Verse 7]
Play, play, play, pl-pl-play
I want you to play with my
Play, play, (Tell a dutty gyal seh she can't tame me) pl-pl-play
Big '45 mi seh no safety
[Verse 8]
Ding-a-ling
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my ding-a-ling
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my
[Verse 9]
Play, play, play, pl-pl-play
I want you to play with my
Play, play, (Tell a dutty gyal seh she can't tame me) pl-pl-play
Big '45 mi seh no safety
Written by: ADENUGA JOSEPH OLAITAN, Joseph Adenuga, Rodney Hwingwiri, Stephanie Victoria Allen
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