Xavier Weeks - Tropicana lyrics
[Xavier Weeks - Tropicana lyrics]
No, no
Shawty said she need me, she don't need me
I was running to the bag, yeah
Like a track meet (Yuh)
In that Tropicana in the summer (Ayy)
Grind all winter, shine all summer
I was down with no one to help me (Oh)
Hit the plug, "What's good
What you selling?" (Oh)
All I know is I'm here right now (Right now)
Remember days it was lights out
Yeah, now they see me on the TV
Took a long time, yeah, shit wasn't easy
Yeah, long nights on the road
Seen a lot of shit that
You wouldn't even know (Know)
Yeah, take off, yeah, on set
My bitch is bad and bougie
Feelin' like Offset yeah, they waiting
Just wait 'til this project (Oh)
Yeah, hold on, I got it (yeah)
The way she move got me feeling hypnotic
I ain't mean, no, bitch, I'm being honest
(Yuh)
Yeah, took a flight straight to the tropics
(Woah) yeah, yeah, straight to the tropics
Shawty said she need me, she don't need me
I was running to the bag, yeah
Like a track meet (Yuh)
In that Tropicana in the summer (Ayy)
Grind all winter, shine all summer
Shawty said she need me, she don't need me
And I was running to the bag yeah
Like a track meet (Yuh)
In that Tropicana in the summer (Ayy)
Grind all winter, shine all summer