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Ting
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Ting was released on May 22, 2020 by Lunchbox Records as a part of the album You, Me & The 813 - EP
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Release DateMay 22, 2020
LabelLunchbox Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Layomi The Tampa Baes
Layomi The Tampa Baes
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Layla Johnson
Layla Johnson
Songwriter
Naomi de los Santos
Naomi de los Santos
Songwriter
Gamal Lewis
Gamal Lewis
Songwriter
David Marcus
David Marcus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Diem
Diem
Producer

Lyrics

Dat my ting
Dat my ting
When he call I answer my phone when it ring
He pull up in foreign cars and I jump in.
Dat my ting
Dat my ting
Dat my ting
Dat my ting
I don’t call him boyfriend
Dat my ting
We go out in public but we got no string
Dat my ting
Dat my ting
It only took one time
Now he don’t leave my side
He said I’m looking fine
Tinga linga ling
He ice me out
I bling
He like to buy me rings
I like the finer things
He like the way I ride it
He wanna swim and surf inside it
I got that bounce
I got that bounce
When we done
I gotta bounce
And he don’t even flip
We only doing trips
We doin our own ting
Tinga linga ling
We just smoke and fuck
That’s my ting ya that’s my ting
Dat my ting
Dat my ting
When he call I answer my phone when it ring
He pull up in foreign cars and I jump in.
Dat my ting
Dat my ting
Dat my ting
Dat my ting
I don’t call him boyfriend
Dat my ting
We go out in public but we got no string
Dat my ting
Dat my ting
Tinga linga ling
We ain’t in no rush we don’t need a wedding ring yeahhhhh
Tinga linga ling
We just smoke and fuck
That’s my ting ya that’s my ting
No strings
No strings
No strings are attached
I do me, he do me
It’s as simple as that
He tryna box me in
He tryna lock me down
He wanna go all in
But I’m single on the prowl
I got goals
I got dreams
Got no time to commit
If you not cool with go get you a new bitch
Enjoy his company I can tell he’s into me
Woahhh
You just a summer ting
You ain’t no forever ting
And he don’t even flip
We only doing trips
We doin our own ting
Tinga linga ling
We just smoke and fuck
That’s my ting ya that’s my ting
Dat my ting
Dat my ting
When he call I answer my phone when it ring
He pull up in foreign cars and I jump in.
Dat my ting
Dat my ting
Dat my ting
Dat my ting
I don’t call him boyfriend
Dat my ting
We go out in public but we got no string
Dat my ting
Dat my ting
Tinga linga ling
We ain’t in no rush we don’t need a wedding ring yeahhhhh
Tinga linga ling
We just smoke and fuck
That’s my ting ya that’s my ting
Written by: David Marcus, Gamal Lewis, Layla Johnson, Naomi de los Santos
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