Tropicana lyrics

[Chorus]
Ay, my b*tch wet like Tropicana
Money got my wrist wet like Tropicana
Ay, I think my wrist'd caught the flu
I told my b*tch I need a doctor and some juice
Ay, my b*tch wet like Tropicana
Money got my wrist wet like Tropicana
Ay, I think my wrist'd caught the flu
I told my b*tch I need a doctor and some juice

[Verse]
Juice mane, juice mane
Lou mane, who mane?
Ooh man
I think my wrist'd caught the flu
Pull up Bentley Coupe
I eat your b*tch like chicken soup
Pull up 22's, hopped out and did the chicken noodle soup
Laffy Taffy Snapple juice
She wet just like some apple juice
Bought my b*tch a bag or two
I call your b*tch a snaggle tooth
Bought my b*tch some Maybelline
My wrist look like a jelly bean
I told my b*tch to trick-or-treat
'Cus every day is Halloween
I can never save a thot
Your boyfriend work at save-a-lot
Ballin' b*tch, I take a shot
Like Hercules, I flex a lot
Pull up in the Bentley Coupe
My wrist'd caught the chicken pox
Yea I got the chicken pox
b*tch I like to flex a lot