Robyn Banks - Long Time Listener, First Time Caller

Nutcracker (feat. Linda La)

They want my Tropicana na na na na
They want my Tropicana na na juicy fruit
They want my Tropicana
He want my juicy juice
You wanna sip of sumthin'
Bite of my juicy fruit oh

I'm only here for minute
Just to let you know I'm in it just to win it
Lemme get to know ya body so close so close
Make you feel like Demi in ghost
Just you and I
Ain't nobody gotta know why my nigga so fly
Can't tell me nothing boo
All of this right here but you frontin' do you

I want you boy
You want this too
You actin' right, then it is all for you
I pour a cup, you stir it up
Insert your straw yeah we mixing it up what

Ohh, ain't nothing change but the weather
You know I'm down for whatever

They want my Tropicana na na na na
They want my Tropicana na na juicy fruit
They want my Tropicana
He want my juicy juice
You wanna sip of sumthin'
Bite of my juicy fruit oh

My bitch got lips I sip you tip
I know you like to see us kiss
My bitch is fab
My bitches drag that ass up to secure the bag
Insecurities you know it's a gag
Bitch you can do it you don't need to class
Push ya ass thought it go get your cash
Bitch run it back and sit back and relax
Linda coming through with a different inspiration
No bitch I ain't no fucking invitation (Nah)
Y'all be hating and complacin'
Don't you know ya times a wasting
Get back to work to work or take a fucking vacation
Jump in the pool or jump in the line
Bounce it all around make back rewind
My lime got time green leaves me fine
Go back to it with a little coconut rum

I am sure to out run you
I'm a natural sis fix your frontals
This ain't a petting zoo but I feed you
And I lead you to some knowledge get your head loose
Oh-nah I don't do molly it makes me see light like I celebrate doually
I don't pick fights I just read you in the lobby
Like the magazine with my face on them highly
Favored blessed my neighbor yes I layered in distrust
When I bust rhymes I dig crearts
I fine moons while you fine dust hush

They want my Tropicana na na na na
They want my Tropicana na na juicy fruit
They want my Tropicana
He want my juicy juice
You wanna sip of sumthin'
Bite of my juicy fruit oh

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Writer(s): Todd Keith
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