tropicana drive
THE RAGER!
(ZED! Come on man whatchu got?)
Let's go!
Pop bubbly in your memory
(Memory)
Serenade you like a symphony
(Symphony)
All these niggas outchea envy me
(Envy me)
Prolly 'cause I got the baddest bitch
(You know it, let's go!)
You call me Simza Universe
I know that I'm your happy place
I been working on myself
Lately I been too perverse
You told me, "Be the better version of your fuckin' self
Never let a motherfucker judge you and coerce"
You got me thinking 'bout takin' a trip, down to the beach
In my feels, 'cause I'm on that trip; psilocybin trip
With you in a hippy van
Cruising down the street, dreaming
I be smokin'
While you sippin' on that lean shit
Tropicana Drive, views of the beachside
Chasing down the sunset, from the Eastside
And each time
You be glowing like a neon sign
Tatted on your neck and my wrist is a peace sign
You never mentioned you were this incredible
First time I heard your song, it gave me frisson, I recall
Chills up on my face, your voice aesthetically audible
It's a feature that a nigga really finds so laudable
Smoking on some marijuana with ya
Spreading peace and getting clouded, higher than the tides at the hillside
I'm a happy hippy when I'm with ya
Sippin' Tropicanas in the summer, told me it's your favourite season
You got me thinking 'bout takin' a trip, down to the beach
In my feels, 'cause I'm on that trip; psilocybin trip
With you in a hippy van
Cruising down the street, dreaming
I be smokin'
While you sippin' on that lean shit
Tropicana Drive, views of the beachside
Chasing down the sunset, from the Eastside
And each time
You be glowing like a neon sign
Tatted on your neck and my wrist is a peace sign
(ZED! Come on man whatchu got?)
Tropicana drive, views from the beachside
Ms. Jackson chasing down the sunset, from the Eastside
And each time, we be turning up neon lights
Got my name tatted on your neck and my divinity a peace sign
Got her movin' so smooth I'm a criminal
Slidin' in I got her screamin'
"The Menace!"
Tropicana Drive, views of the beachside
Chasing down the sunset, from the Eastside
And each time
You be glowing like a neon sign
Tatted on your neck and my wrist is a peace sign
(ZED! Come on man whatchu got?)
Let's go!
Pop bubbly in your memory
(Memory)
Serenade you like a symphony
(Symphony)
All these niggas outchea envy me
(Envy me)
Prolly 'cause I got the baddest bitch
(You know it, let's go!)
You call me Simza Universe
I know that I'm your happy place
I been working on myself
Lately I been too perverse
You told me, "Be the better version of your fuckin' self
Never let a motherfucker judge you and coerce"
You got me thinking 'bout takin' a trip, down to the beach
In my feels, 'cause I'm on that trip; psilocybin trip
With you in a hippy van
Cruising down the street, dreaming
I be smokin'
While you sippin' on that lean shit
Tropicana Drive, views of the beachside
Chasing down the sunset, from the Eastside
And each time
You be glowing like a neon sign
Tatted on your neck and my wrist is a peace sign
You never mentioned you were this incredible
First time I heard your song, it gave me frisson, I recall
Chills up on my face, your voice aesthetically audible
It's a feature that a nigga really finds so laudable
Smoking on some marijuana with ya
Spreading peace and getting clouded, higher than the tides at the hillside
I'm a happy hippy when I'm with ya
Sippin' Tropicanas in the summer, told me it's your favourite season
You got me thinking 'bout takin' a trip, down to the beach
In my feels, 'cause I'm on that trip; psilocybin trip
With you in a hippy van
Cruising down the street, dreaming
I be smokin'
While you sippin' on that lean shit
Tropicana Drive, views of the beachside
Chasing down the sunset, from the Eastside
And each time
You be glowing like a neon sign
Tatted on your neck and my wrist is a peace sign
(ZED! Come on man whatchu got?)
Tropicana drive, views from the beachside
Ms. Jackson chasing down the sunset, from the Eastside
And each time, we be turning up neon lights
Got my name tatted on your neck and my divinity a peace sign
Got her movin' so smooth I'm a criminal
Slidin' in I got her screamin'
"The Menace!"
Tropicana Drive, views of the beachside
Chasing down the sunset, from the Eastside
And each time
You be glowing like a neon sign
Tatted on your neck and my wrist is a peace sign
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Moyo
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