Print

Put it on ice bitch, Dr Pepper Feeling so clean, it don't get no fresher Chillin' in the freezer when I'm under pressure I put it on ice bitch, Dr Pepper Dr Pepper, Dr Pepper Dr Pepper, Dr Pepper Dr Pepper, Dr Pepper Chilling in the freezer when I'm under pressure I put it on ice bitch, Dr Pepper Can't handle this volume Can't handle this Can't handle this song But you going bounce to this shit Bounce to this shit Bounce to this shit Put your this face on, lemme see you bounce to this shit Phone calling I'm pressing red Only red cup that's in my hand I ain't got the time, so why you asking I got a flight to catch, I'm always traveling They packing Put it on ice bitch, Dr Pepper Feeling so clean, it don't get no fresher Chillin' in the freezer when I'm under pressure SongtexteI put it on ice bitch, Dr Pepper Dr Pepper, Dr Pepper Dr Pepper, Dr Pepper Dr Pepper, Dr Pepper Drivin' backwards through Rome in a Range Rover You skatin' on thin ice, Anna Kournikova Rap game Tony Danza with the hot handles No tint on the glasses, Colonel Sanders I can Las Vegas valet at the Wynn The burly boys in the candy blueberry Benz I done rock more ice than Michelle Kwan Aw shit, look who it is: the white Barry Bonds A heavy weight, you a feather weight I can meditate, make my drum levitate I used to go campin' in that inward flannel Ghost stories over Versace candles RiFF! Put it on ice bitch, Dr Pepper Feeling so clean, it don't get no fresher Chillin' in the freezer when I'm under pressure I put it on ice bitch, Dr Pepper Dr Pepper, Dr Pepper Dr Pepper, Dr Pepper Dr Pepper, Dr Pepper Put it on ice like the musicals Shootin' for the top no Call of Duty though Doctor weather sippin', sippin on her like a Dr. Pepper I ain't thinkin' with my pecker But when I am in Atlanta she know 'Mac a spender Swerve like landos when they catching canvas Women gettin friendly treasure landin pimpin And the windows tinted and this shit is bangin Leave this bitch there, goddamn Chick with me and she far from dizzy But she kinda dizzy from these round trips And she talkin money you don't hear a quip Every last nigga Makin' anthems with my lady Going on tangents, making papers Haters that play it just bring green Two million and a half, Charlie Sheen Wrist glisten and the neck glean So supreme like sean stussy Grip the pistol, it's [?] choosing So in any battle, ain't no better than losing Dr Pepper, Dr Pepper Dr Pepper, Dr Pepper Dr Pepper, Dr Pepper Chillin' in the freezer when I'm under pressure I put it on ice bitch, Dr Pepper Aus Songtexte Mania