Lyrics:

Put it on ice bitch, Dr. Pepper

Feeling so clean, it don 't get no fresher

Chillin' in the freezer when I 'm under pressure

I put it on ice bitch, Dr. Pepper

Dr. Pepper, Dr. Pepper

Chilling in the freezer when I' m under pressure

I put it on ice bitch, Dr. Pepper

Can 't handle this volume

Can' t handle this

Can 't handle this song

But you going bounce to this shit

Bounce to this shit

Bounce to this shit

Put your this face on, lemme see you bounce to this shit

Phone calling I' m pressing red

Only red cup that 's in my hand

I ain' t got the time, so why you asking

I got a flight to catch, I 'm always traveling

They packing

Put it on ice bitch, Dr. Pepper

Feeling so clean, it don' t get no fresher

Chillin 'in the freezer when I' m under pressure

I put it on ice bitch, Dr. Pepper

Dr. Pepper, Dr. Pepper

Chillin 'in the freezer when I' m under pressure

I put it on ice bitch, 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 glasses, 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

Aw shit, look who it is, the white Barry Bonds

A heavyweight, 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 bitch, Dr. Pepper

Feeling so clean, it don 't get no fresher

Chillin' in the freezer when I 'm under pressure

I put it on ice bitch, Dr. Pepper

Dr. Pepper, Dr. Pepper

Dr. Pepper, Dr. Pepper

Chillin' in the freezer when I 'm under pressure

I put it on ice bitch, Dr. Pepper

Put it on ice like the musicals

Shootin' for the top no Call of Duty though

Doctor 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 catching candies

Women gettin 'friendly treasure landin' pimpin '

And the windows tinted and this shit is bangin'

Leave this bitch there, goddamn

Chick with me and she far from dizzy

But she kinda dizzy from these round trips

And she talkin 'money you don' t hear a quip

Every last nigga

Makin 'anthems with my lady

Going on tangents, making papers

Haters that play it just bring green

Two million and a half, Charlie Sheen

Wrist glisten and the neck glean

So supreme like Sean Stussy

Grip the pistol, it' s easy choosing

So in any battle, ain 't no better than losing

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 bitch, Dr. Pepper​