Tropicana

[Chorus: Jay Prada]
Sippin' off that wock, got that 40 Tropicana
She come through, baby I don't got the answer
Break a nigga down, yeah he shot it just like glass
Put that lil 40, got the birkin on your back, like I don't need nobody

[Verse 1: Jay Prada]
Countin' up them bands with my niggas in the lobby
When it comes to making music, yeah thats my hobby
Bitch, should rock out keepin that tommy

[Chorus: Jay Prada]
Sippin' off that wock, got that 40 Tropicana
She come through, baby I don't got the answer
Break a nigga down, yeah he shot it just like glass
Put that lil 40, got the birkin on your back, like I don't need nobody

[Verse 2: Jay Prada & Capo Corleone]
I could just rock out with my fuckin' tommy
Pass it on to pit, Lil Capo with the 40
Who the fuck you foolin' bitch?
You ain't my shawty

[Verse 3: Capo Corleone]