Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ding Ding Ding, artist - JME. Album song Grime MC, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Boy Better Know
Song language: English
Ding Ding Ding |
| Ding-ding-ding! |
| Man in Meridian, I mean man with gwop |
| Man try diss my whip? |
| Two days later, they wanna swap |
| Not really down with the trance and pop |
| I know man that will come to your dance and chop |
| Greatest hits, greatest hits, platinum chair? |
| Greatest sits |
| This game will be dead, if the greatest quits |
| I can see nerves, when the greatest spits |
| You can ask Jamie, Commercial Road, wow |
| There’s another commercial sold |
| And I came through with a commercial load |
| How you gonna stand on road with no fixed abode |
| You must be breaking the code |
| How you gonna move into greatness without the skill |
| Back in Meridian, I had a mill |
| Now it’s like, everybody nil |
| Somebody’s gonna get life, next thing you know |
| Everybody squeal, yeah |
| Don’t come to my door start raising tones |
| I will start raising chromes |
| One to your shoulder, one to your toes |
| I mean, straps that are bigger than Tobz |
| Came from a town of afros, not any combs |
| Tottenham to Manny, President roams |
| Yeah I got ice, yeah I got cream, not any cones |
| Now we got man, wanna spy on drones |
| Ding-ding-ding! |
| One punch, shout out to my dons in cunch |
| But just like K. A, that ain’t the ting man does |
| In hindsight, there’s so many paths that I could’ve taken |
| Coulda took, coulda tooken |
| Coulda got jook, coulda jooken |
| Fam, I didn’t wanna blaze no spliff and definitely didn’t wanna snort no sniff |
| I wanted to kick ball, but man was shit |
| Mandem getting locked away, boydem weren’t fucking about |
| I said to myself like your boy DJ Akademiks, «I'm out!» |
| Have you ever been on a big screen on main stage eating bare grapes and chucked |
| them |
| I will never leave this sick team no, it’s family, BBK, I love them |
| Remember please, that this was a dream when I was a little teen writing my name |
| in the dungeon |
| I was 17, spitting 16's in N15 for teenagers in London |
| We ain’t the same, man watched Yourofsky and actioned it the same day |
| Been through pain, got evicted, Mum had to stay with Auntie Elaine |
| Now it’s all changed, now loss of life is the only meaning of pain |
| Think it’s a game? |
| Man shut down Wireless and parked the whip backstage |
| Pull up the tune, I make the Tesla pull up on the drive |
| Neighbours stare like look at this goon |
| No matter where I reside, man’s from T just like three, two |
| Man’s from T just like two, three |
| Man’s from T just like two, two |
| Man’s from T just like MT |
| You’re so slow, let me explain if you don’t know |
| That’s Wretch, Cas, Cel and Frisco |
| You can’t test man from these postcodes |
| New school G’s tryna buy success |
| Too much spending, not enough winning |
| Stunting online living that fake life |
| Too many photos, not enough living (hmm) |
| Know Boy Better |
| I stay cold in more ways than ever |
| I wear shorts and t-shirts whether or not it’s shorts and t-shirts weather |
| I don’t wanna chat, bare man tryna make eye contact |
| Man wanna latch, like say we go way back, asking «Where's Wiley at?» |
| (kmt) God knows, keep me away from these fassyoles |
| We all commute on the same roads |
| Man don’t care 'bout gang or bro |
| Man try run up on me, ten toes? |
| You’ll be limping home, eight toes |
| V-gang yeah, so no beef but corn on the curb so everybody knows |
| (Hmm kmt) Hmm? |
| Bars |