Cana Lyrics - Kid Ink

Yeah, oh, ooh 

Oh, oh, oh 

Tropicana 

Baby, can I? 

I got, I got, I got tropicana (woo!) 

When I come into the spot, they go bananas 

Head down to my shoes, drippin' like the juice 

See I'm livin' proof I got the juice, got the juice 

I got, I got, I got tropicana (woo!) 

When I pull up, they can't touch me, I go HAMa (woo!) 

Head down to my shoes, drippin' like the juice 

See I'm livin' proof I got the juice, got the juice 

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Pour me up a 44 

Drop it down in lean now 

See your body coco 

You turnin' in in that bikini (yeah!) 

Tappin' on that ass while I'm tappin' this tequila 

Naggin', actin' sister sister with your friend, you must be TI, uh 

Every time I pull out, what I smoke look like a reader 

And every time I party like my nigga just got freed up 

We might not see the same, world look different from my Adidas 

These hoes is all the same, so I act different when I meet 'em 

Switchin' it up 

Suicide watch, wrist with the cuffs 

Watch how I bust, baby 

You been with the shits and don't bother to flush 

Sprayin' a dime 

Bad as the gang and you know we up to the sun 

King of the city (ooh) 

Out in LA and I feel like LeBron 

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I got, I got, I got tropicana (woo!) 

When I come into the spot, they go bananas 

Head down to my shoes, drippin' like the juice 

See I'm livin' proof I got the juice, got the juice 

I got, I got, I got tropicana (woo!) 

When I pull up, they can't touch me, I go HAMa (woo!) 

Head down to my shoes, drippin' like the juice 

See I'm livin' proof I got the juice, got the juice 

Ooh, pull up with diamonds 

Billboard 20, yeah, 20 keep climbin' 

Ooh, played my shit, yeah 

Erry'body know Kid Ink got hits 

Ooh, Lambo' fast 

Racked up shawty with the digital dash 

Huh, drinkin' Estalla, huh 

Mason Margielas, say I'm a Goodfella 

Huh, baby, go stand it 

That pussy amazing, I got no limit 

I'm in it to win it 

20 to Mars, today is diminish 

She made me breakfast 

Eggs and bricks with the Tropicana 

I'm on her bottom 

Better angle for the camera 

Miss Tropicana, body taste like yoghurt 

Miss Tropicana, know that she do yoga 

Miss Tropicana, got stripes like she a banger 

Miss Tropicana, know all of the angles 

I got, I got, I got tropicana (woo!) 

When I come into the spot, they go bananas 

Head down to my shoes, drippin' like the juice 

See I'm livin' proof I got the juice, got the juice 

I got, I got, I got tropicana (woo!) 

When I pull up, they can't touch me, I go HAMa (woo!) 

Head down to my shoes, drippin' like the juice 

See I'm livin' proof I got the juice, got the juice