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