Ting a linga linga ling, dancehall, it's swing 
DJ's ears pop up when they hear my rhythm 
Ting a linga linga ling, school bell ring 
Knife and fork and fight for dumpling 
Booyaka, booyaka, the girl dem sing 
Sneakbo is the don, number one inner the scene 
Booyaka, booyaka, the girl dem sing 
Sneakbo is the don, number one inner the scene 

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene 
Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene 
Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene 
Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene 
Ting a linga linga ling, ting a linga linga ling, ting a linga linga ling 
DJ's ears pop up when they hear my rhythm 

I used to be this man that's ever lonely 
Now it's payback, I'm buying hella Rollies 
Thank God that I ain't got a lot of homies 
That's hundreds for these guys, go back, they don't know me 
Peace out, now it's getting thinner 
I wanna rap like boo 'cause my flow is the winner 
I'm relaxing with my uncle Zimba 
He told me get money, be a bust, not a soldier 
I got them gold dots, bricks then go pots 
'pretty slymish looking ones 
Forget touching my beamer, I'm touching my Priscilla 
Always murder that, that, that's why she call me killer 
Killer, aka Sneaks, don't call me 'bout Priscilla now she turned into a freak 
A lady in the streets, bad B in the sheets 
Sheets of 100 when she's rolling with me 

Ting a linga linga ling, dancehall, it's swing 
DJ's ears pop up when they hear my rhythm 
Ting a linga linga ling, school bell ring 
Knife and fork and fight for dumpling 
Booyaka, booyaka, the girl dem sing 
Sneakbo is the don, number one inner the scene 
Booyaka, booyaka, the girl dem sing 
Sneakbo is the don, number one inner the scene 

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene 
Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene 
Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene 
Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene 
Ting a linga linga ling, ting a linga linga ling, ting a linga linga ling 
DJ's ears pop up when they hear my rhythm 

I used to be this man that's ever lonely 
Now I'm standing here, night for a Rollie 
And now these gold diggers think they know me 
I get these silly girls jet ski, don't fold me 
Last year I was broke like a bum 
She don't wanna give me the ah 
Look at, I run, then I searched, watch now 
I be that guy all these ladies wanna love, too 
What that, moving lots, I need lots 
A beef for my door, covering up around my door 
Black anything, got jobbers at a dollar, I'm a tagger 
My girls black as black china 
Rider, rider, rider, get the mooky on fire 
Face like Beyoncé and a body like Mariah 
Take her after party, show her how I swing my ' 
She don't know how I roll, I'mma provide a lighter 

Ting a linga linga ling, dancehall, it's swing 
DJ's ears pop up when they hear my rhythm 
Ting a linga linga ling, school bell ring 
Knife and fork and fight for dumpling 
Booyaka, booyaka, the girl dem sing 
Sneakbo is the don, number one inner the scene 
Booyaka, booyaka, the girl dem sing 
Sneakbo is the don, number one inner the scene 

Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene 
Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene 
Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene 
Ting a linga linga ling, number one inner the scene 
Ting a linga linga ling, ting a linga linga ling, ting a linga linga ling 
DJ's ears pop up when they hear my rhythm 
DJ's ears pop up when they hear my rhythm