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Albums:

Ting a Ling a Ling a School Pickney Sing Ting (Ninjaman) · Tings An' Times (Linton Kwesi Johnson) · Juggle Tings Proper (Roots Manuva) · Big Tings We Inna (Rodney P) · Beat Aint Jammin (Chuckie Freeze) · T'aint What You Do It's The Way That You Do It (Ella Fitzgerald) · Aint' No Easy Way (Black Rebel Motorcycle Club) · T'Aint No Big Thing But He Is... (Jimmy Reed) · T'Aint No Big Thing But He Is... (Jimmy Reed) · Real Ting [Single] (Mad Lion) – and 90 other albums »


Gimme-da-ting
Gimme-da-ting
Gimme-da-oh-oh-oh

Gimme-da-ting
Gimme-da-ting
Gimme-da-oh-oh-oh

Hey, hey, hey
Oh, oh, oh
Hey, hey, hey
Oh,
bredrin was the tip of my electric
Now I got the fucking car from Scalextric
Party on, we don't rave with no dead tings
Dark and red skin, get me, it's
a line
And pan me wan you fi to shake dat ting
Gyal dem around and try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing

Ting a weh yuh got dey
Weh yuh
you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem waan tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing

[Verse]
Dat ting a weh yuh got dey
Weh yuh get
fi waan you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem a try tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing

Dat ting a weh yuh got dey
Weh yuh
the paper chase
Stoned all in London town
Smile for the camera lenses, I ain't shy
I'mma fly by
I'm a fly guy
Sell that ya-ya
Yeah yeah yeah,
well but Ricky ain't got a thing
Joe's got a name
And jezzy loves fame
She wants a man to show
So it's all about Joe

They call her jezebel
On her
'Cause when I'm broke I got no time for the fellas, listen
Ain't nothing popping 'bout no work nigga, I ain't no joke
Fuck what they say and get your
my name out, we ain't got the same clout
Went through a bag of shit that they're payin' out
I had my watch and my bracelet and chains out
Realised
ain't Vybez, I ain't fucking with it
Rudeboys don't response for no dissing
Catch up inna big is a man's schism
Man have got the rum-pu-pu-pum-pum
Mek
and they forgot the chief
Man's eating everyone's food, I've got the copper teeth

What's all the gossiping ting?
Niggas know my style, I'm a boss in
Yeah, all this fame is a madness
I blew off my pain it's a mad ting
But my moms in the grave it's a sad ting
But when I feel pain it's a lab ting
it ain't you, it's me
All the fights and the hype got a G stressed out but I can't lose sleep
But this time I know that's its over, bare more tings
you to shake dat ting
Gyal dem a round an
Dem waan tek yuh crown
A nuff a dem just, ain't nothing

[Verse]
Dat ting a weh yuh got dey
Weh yuh get
much of a force to contain,
And im forced to repay all the thoughts of the brain,
By any means I ain't putting pure spits to shame,
And I pit
and the fellas too
Trying to be perennial, but chances living is minimal
She critical, exactly what made my niggas criminals
Typical AmeriKKKa, damn sure ain't
ting, are acting
Ay cuz it's a madting, sadting
I walk up in the dance darg, with mad bling
And we ain't inna scuffing or fighting
It be straight
bout to heat up
Roll Deeper..
Jet one, Jet two, Jet three
Jus got a strap, people guarded by me
But hear i got a story to tell
See the life
got for you

Great ones for living under
First, don't sweat that little shit
Second is, there ain't no other
Tattoos, scars, and missing parts
Yeah is dis Mike on? Right

Lil shhh for the mc please (thank you) 

Ya way ain't step away now back away 
cause the only ting I be is heavy
Yeah is dis Mike on? Right

Lil shhh for the mc please (thank you) 

Ya way ain't step away now back away 
cause the only ting I be is heavy
Sidewinder, you got air on the roads
Eskimo Dance, you was spitting off-beat
Lord of the Mics, you was spitting that heat
But right now, your bars ain't
and Mitch like Mekhi Phifer
Uh, we made love but I never wifed her
Uh, got a BET and I ain't never done cypher
Hatin' on us 'cause we young rich
No more
Ah you got me,
I love you,
It's not a love ting right now,
'Cause if you love me I just love you too

Or it just ain't den 
I'll love you,love
And I'm forced to repay all the thoughts of the brain,
By any means I ain't putting pure spits to shame,
What I depict on scripts too much for the mandem,