Ding-A-Ling Stefflon Don (Ft. Skepta)

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[Chorus]
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

[Verse 1: Stefflon Don]
So this likkle brudda wanna be the man
Sliding in my DM's on Instagram
I don't know if he 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 buck your mum then slap your wife
Oh, I got bruddas waiting at the door
Couple more bruddas down the road on the floor
Oh, pussy getting double encores
This pussy ain't never been on tour
Still pussy get wetter than a seashore
Diced pineapples make him wanna eat more
Fuckin' up some commas in pyjamas if a bredda bring the drama, I'ma bring the llama, do it like Obama