[Intro] [Classic reggae bassline and guitar chop loop continuously] [Vinyl crackle and a deep hip-hop kick drum enter] "Yeah. Ninety-five degrees outside. We need that ice. You know what time it is." [Verse 1] [Smooth, laid-back rap flow over the reggae hip-hop beat] [Deep 808 sub-bass drops in] Walking through the doors, hear the little bell ring Stepping in the AC, feeling like a king Got the neon lights buzzing right above my head Going straight to the back where the flavors glowing red Ain't here for the hot dogs spinning on the grill I'm looking for the cup that's gonna give me the chill Grab the plastic dome lid, snap it on tight We about to mix it up, get the ratio right [Pre-Chorus] [Beat strips down to just the reggae guitar and a snare cross-stick] Pull the lever down, watch the icy magic drop Cherry on the bottom with the blue on the top [Chorus] [Heavy hip-hop beat drops back in with full reggae groove] [Catchy, rhythmic vocal delivery] Slurp it up! Grab a cup, yeah we slurp it up! Got the brain freeze hitting but we never stop! Swirling up the colors in the 7-Eleven Taking one sip and I'm floating up to heaven! Slurp it up! Yeah, you gotta slurp it up! [Verse 2] [Tight, rhythmic rap delivery] [DJ scratch effects on the downbeat] Red tongue, blue tongue, looking like a clown Best frozen beverage in the whole damn town Sipping through the straw that's shaped like a spoon Gonna drink this whole thing before the afternoon Piña colada mixed with the wild mountain dew Creating new colors that nobody ever knew Drop a couple dollars at the register line Walk back out into the summer sunshine [Pre-Chorus] [Music breaks down again to just the reggae bassline] Pull the lever down, watch the icy magic drop Cherry on the bottom with the blue on the top [Chorus] [Maximum boom-bap energy, head-nodding groove] Slurp it up! Grab a cup, yeah we slurp it up! Got the brain freeze hitting but we never stop! Swirling up the colors in the 7-Eleven Taking one sip and I'm floating up to heaven! Slurp it up! Yeah, you gotta slurp it up! [Bridge] [Music completely cuts out except for the raw reggae sample] "Oh man. I drank it too fast. Ah! Brain freeze! Brain freeze! Give me a second... okay, we good. Bring the beat back." [Outro] [Beat drops in for one last groove, then slowly fades out] Yeah. Keep it icy. See you at the corner store. [Loud sound effect of slurping an empty cup through a straw] [End]
