Doctor Pepper Lyrics

OG Maco Lyrics

You are viewing Doctor Pepper Lyrics - Gab3

Doctor Pepper song lyrics are written by Gab3

Complete information about Doctor Pepper lyrics

Selected song name: Doctor Pepper
Singer Name: Gab3
Lyrics written by: Gab3

You can see all the lyrics of Gab3 songs at rare-lyrics.com




Put it on ice, b*t*h, Dr. Pepper
Feelin' so clean, it don't get no fresher
Chillin' in the freezer when I'm under pressure
I put it on ice, b*t*h, Dr. Pepper
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, b*t*h, Dr. Pepper


Can't handle this volume, can't handle this
Can't handle this song but you gon' bounce to this sh*t
Bounce to this sh*t, bounce to this sh*t
Put yo' Thizz Face on, let me see you bounce to this sh*t
Phone callin', I'm pressin' red
Only red cup, that's in my hand
I ain't got the time, so why you askin'?
I got a flight to catch, I'm always travelin'
They packin'...


Put it on ice, b*t*h, Dr. Pepper
Feelin' so clean, it don't get no fresher
Chillin' in the freezer when I'm under pressure
I put it on ice, b*t*h, Dr. Pepper
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, b*t*h, 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 gla**es—gla**es—, 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
Hah, sh*t, look who it is, the white Barry Bonds
A heavyweight—weight—, you a featherweight
I can meditate, make my trunk levitate
I used to go campin' in that emerald flannel
Ghost stories o'er Versace candles


Put it on ice, b*t*h, Dr. Pepper
Feelin' so clean, it don't get no fresher
Chillin' in the freezer when I'm under pressure
I put it on ice, b*t*h, Dr. Pepper
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, b*t*h, Dr. Pepper


Put it on ice like the musicals
Shootin' for the top, no Call of Duty though
Ya out in the weather sippin', sippin' on her like a Dr. Pepper
I ain't thinkin' with my pecker
But when I am in advantage, she know 'Mac a spender
So outlandish when they catchin' candies
Women gettin' friendly, treasure landin' pimpin'
And the windows tinted and this sh*t is bangin'
Leave this b*t*h there, god damn
Chick with me and she far from dizzy
But she kinda dizzy—yeah—from these round trips
And she talkin' money, you don't hear a quip
Every last n***a
Makin' anthems with a lady
Goin' on tangents, makin' paper
Haters that play it, just bring green
Well, two million and a half, Charlie Sheen
Wrist glisten and the neck glean
So supreme like Sean Stussy
Grip the pistol, it's easy choosin'
So I'm in any battle, ain't no better than losing, yuh

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, b*t*h, Dr. Pepper