Lyrics:
oh, hello, nice to meet you
you are very cute, rubber man
I can't help myself, I'm in love
and when I get back from out of space
I'm gonna punch him
a little break
Calling timeout in the middle of the game
Red rubber balls go bouncing down the street
Red rubber balls go bouncing down the street
You're
nozzle?
Goodness gracious, great ball a fire
Bombohole you coulda thick like
Rubber weh mek tire, who yuh hire
Goodness gracious, great ball a fire
Is a 38
the rental with them outta state tags
Check
You brought the choppers
Check
Them rubber bands
Check
And when you wrap it, ay, it's gotta be Seran
Check
(DJ flip make that money flip)
Rubber band wrist so you know I'm getting paid
Look how the watch hit even under the shade
I love dough bitch,
My first hundred P's in the whip, can barely fit in there (woo)
Ten stacks of tens stacked in rubber bands (bands)
Fives, tens, and twenties, my
I’m the man
You always say the right things at the best times
You want more of me but I got less time
Make a rubber band man put a bag on ya
Make
(CashMoneyAP)
Thumbin' through, blue hundreds, yeah
Lotta, money (Kio)
I say, ayy, ayy
Rubber band hundreds, this shit keep on comin'
I'm
"LISTEN TO THE TRACK!!" [echoes]
[Intro]
Rubber bands, rubber bands
Rubber bands - BOING, BOING, BOING
Bands!
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Look at these
Popcorn titties, rubber ass
(Like this? Okay, here goes)
I hate to talk about your mom but she's in my class
She got popcorn titties
Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck
You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon?
Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly,
on approval, for a limited time only...to ...to that nasty little rubber mammy on your kne
Thing-fish:
Sister ob'dewlla 'x'? de mys'try sister? y'all wants
am, wete ego
Wete ego
When she roll am, wete ego
Waka go
Cash go make am lap
Rubbers go make am twerk
Cash go make am lap
Rubbers go make am
like a rubber band
So wrap the grands up
Catz got beef with me
Go call your menz up
Coming up unexpected
Fucking your plans up
Bustin' rounds lay
ducking when you running or they gonna hit ya
Them West side guys will get ya
Burning the rubber off the 20's before they get with ya
Them South side boys
lil bro bring me 20 grand pronto
[Chorus]
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks so fat rubber
head
I know you wanted a promise
I wasn't ready, can I be honest?
Never knew what I had until I lost it
And I got this rubber band on my wrist,
Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck
You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon?
Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly,
Belt keep that black tucked
You don't want that bad luck
City show me mad love
Mind on them big bucks
Rubber, rubber bands up
Pussy niggas can't
money pop a rubber bands
Human bankroll, that's my real name
안 해 길게, 난 싫어 쉬운 게
Runnin' up a check (check)
Runnin' up a check (check)
I'm just tryna
Bitch i'm out here workin
Work work work work work work
Bitch I'm out here working
24/7 on the block
Got a red beam on the glock
Rubber band knots
Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck
You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon?
Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly,
I don’t even push it because I’m getting drove
I just post up with a sack commence to rolling and smoke
My shawty drop the top and put the rubber
a rash
This dough is makin' my pockets dance
Spending dinero with no hands
Popping my rubber with my bands
It's green and blue hope you understand
Money we
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