Tropicana Rvssian & Byron Messia

On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "Tropicana" by Rvssian & Byron Messia. Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.

[Intro: Rvssian & Byron Messia]
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Aye, Rvssian
Oh, hey, yeah, hey
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

[Bridge: Rvssian & Byron Messia]
AMG rollin' up (Rollin' up)
Everywhere mi go, gyal keep showin' up (Showin' up, yeah)
Bare liquor keep pourin' up
And bare gyal phonin' up, ah

[Verse 1: Rvssian & Byron Messia]
Me just mix Louis V with the new Prada (Oh)
Every girl a say me sweet like Tropicana (Oh-oh)
Bullet make a boy jump like we play hopscotch
Fi the thirty inna clip, it go ra-pa-pa
Catch a opp on the spot, it go ra-ta-ta
Poppa got the choppa, and go pa-pa-pa
Top gyal like Hannah Montana
And me no see nobody badder than that

[Chorus: Rvssian & Byron Messia]
When yuh [?] a just hot (Ooh-ooh)
Them a pree nonstop (Ooh-ooh, ooh)
Yow, the money can't stop (Ooh-ooh)
No, no, the money can't stop
With the Amiri backpack (Ooh-ooh, ooh)
With the Amiri backpack
We get the chop 'pon your block ('Pon your block)
Brand new AK, bag full a shot
Gyal panty a drop (Ooh, ooh)
When the Rvssian and Kellz pull up in a drop-top

Previous Lyric Next Lyric