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chris webby – tropicana lyrics

[verse 1: chris webby]
i got the tropicana
pomegranate with banana
the king of every jungle, [?], my savanna
covers everything the light’ll touch
here to indiana to atlanta
to louisiana, all the way to cana+da
breaking through all the parame+ters
puttin’ on a show, you better get your came+ras
stamin+a, like kung fu panda, bruh
ani+mal, don’t let me get my hands on ya
reakin’ havoc like donkey and diddy all ’til you see me
until i make an illegal turn and the officers get me
i’m off of the wall like a flat screen robbery, really
i give the people what they wanted, you feel me?
i got the juice

[chorus: anoyd]
remember
i got the bag like sun up
i got the clip with the banana, banana
i got the juice, nananana
the tropicana, nananana
remember
i got the bag like sun up
i got the clip with the banana, banana
i got the juice, nananana
the tropicana, woah
[verse 2: chris webby]
i got the juice like i’m squeezin’ on fruits, i’m leadin’ the troop
i’m stayin’ st++zy and loose, [?] in the booth
drop the kind of sh+t you press and play and keep it on loop
from simple to complexity that you can’t even compute
i’m speakin’ the truth, as it’s always been since i was juvenile
truly wild, step up in that building king louie style
make your cutie smile with the sh+t i say
what can i say? i’m that dude, always been that way
yeah, i’ve been the greatest, highly imitated when i drop
still i stay on top, sh+t, i never miss when takin’ shots
they ain’t messing with the mango or the lemonade i got
so much use that my refrigerator stopped, they can’t stop the pace
i’m one dude you cannot replace
this ain’t artificial flavoring or concentrates
i got the grapes, i got the squeeze you can’t touch
get yourselves a cup, bottoms up
yeah

- chris webby lyrics

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