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letra de tropicana - topaz jones

[hook]
tropicana, groovy punch sipping
usually up, whipping for the stereo, stereo
tropicana, watch ’em go banana
when they see him whip they be like there he go

[verse 1]
coming in on the 1, no time for the 2
369, she fine, i’mma choose
funk and the rock, i’m a genre confused
if the shoe fits, don’t mind if i do
just climbed out the blue into the door
only thing i never did was fit to the mould
they did what the told, i did what i felt like
coco and air guitar, solo on the bent pipes
intro unnecessary, i been dope, young legendary
i’m a fire, need a hose, i smoke, i suppose, she hire me a secretary
i ain’t always been the best at minor things ’til i try
i ain’t gotta go confessing every sin but i will not lie
you kill my high, automatic door sh-t
don’t mean much to me when you scheme on the low
don’t mean mug at me, be mad at your chick
she my trap queen, cooking in the fortress, what up fetty?
know they wasn’t ready for the brand new heavy
funk for your mind, body and soul
so if it don’t b-mp in the trunk
i’m like outta door summer

[hook]
tropicana, groovy punch sipping
usually up, whipping for the stereo, stereo
tropicana, watch ’em go banana
when they see him whip they be like there he go

[verse 2]
like on the 2 this time, gotta whole new att-tude this time
like that’s you, this mine, look what a rapper do to get signed
and i can’t believe my eyes, my ears, might lose my mind
i hear you killing and still say free my bro, truth be told, he should do his time
but hey that’s another song, what go around, come around
one day it’ll come along, i done come a long way
i been running off fumes and pursued in every success, i can already smell her perfume
man it’s sweet like chariots, swinging low where the berries picked, verified, it’s very lit
got a state on your back, can you carry it? don’t drop that thun thun thun
the dunce in the cap was once in the back of the cl-ss, ain’t know how to act
but i p-ssed didn’t i? true what i said, did i lie? okay i wait
you wanna stay alive then you gotta look him dead in the eyes, otherwise on this high cause i’m

[hook]
tropicana, groovy punch sipping
usually up, whipping for the stereo, stereo
tropicana, watch ’em go banana
when they see him whip they be like there he go

- topaz jones

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