Lyrics:
how I'm feelin'
I'm your lover pussy so good, need no rubber
She deserve a rubber
Got the blue dream, won't you light it?
I've been dicking down man, I
I'm the rubber band man, sand man
I don't give a damn man, a damn man
Eighty on my left hand frostin'
I'm still flexin' on my ex bitch I'm flossin'
Tonight I need you nasty
I got all the thots and your mother
High as hell and ashy
I might fuck a bitch with no rubbers
Ask shit no bitch, but my bitch
were falling over but
I always thought we'd bounce right back
Like a rubber band but that
Rubber band done snapped
And that separation took part of me
the gun went rooty-toot-toot,
As Johnny fell, then Frankie yelled,
cho:
Send for your rubber-tired hearses, send for your rubber-tired hacks,
Carry old
turn out ya lights lets get one thing understood
I'ma keep my hammer real close, rubber grip tight
Tell why'all niggas good night, good night, uh
To want to please you
To want to please you
To want to do it all, all for you
I want to be your, be your rubber ball
I want to be the one, ya love most
hope
But the top hat on my head is all you see
And the wire seems to be the only place for me
A comedy of errors and I'm falling
Like a rubber
an infant's dream
Like a rubber duck, floating in the bath
So I sailed away on their dime, Liner
Taking young lives in their prime, Liner, oh
Harbor, I
di police ha' bricked?? them rubber bomb ?
Di police ha' bust?? them rubber shot ?
And ha' fling water bomb
While di skinheads ha' flicked them
the rubber, the square rubber ring
If you are new then dance your way in
It's time to leave your weapon behind
Broken weapons are all we find
My hands, in
rubber like "green is the new green"
Rubber necks froze, slows by the multiplex
Rodeo commotion, I'm open to see what culminates
Boogie on the right,
the rubber, the square rubber ring
If you are new then dance your way in
It's time to leave your weapon behind
Broken weapons are all we find
My hands, in
Play your part
Sweet jones
My bitch a choosey lover, never fuck without a rubber
Never in the sheets, like it on top of the cover
Money
Madonna|So I will not wear a rubber when my chance to fuck Rihanna||She gonna feel this shit|I bust my ass to spend this cash, I live too fast to feel this
good family
Uh, uh, uh (woii, woii)
Mr. Loverman (woii), the money stacking up
We need more rubber bands (ah)
I get it and split it with the fam
a death wish
Fuckin' bitches with no rubber, word to mother, I got a death wish
Genocide, suicide on my mind, I got a death wish
Gettin' high 'til I die,
a lot of sunsets down
Felt like the king of your hometown
I bet you burned a lot of rubber down on Main Street
Cranked up some country with your baby
(yo, Siete got them hits)
Buku bands on me, like what's a rubber band?
Got these white folks on me, I need a big advance
They switched up for some
the club
I saw you dancing shabba (Dancing shabba shabba)
Chilling with my crew in one corner
We dey spend much rubber (Spend much rubber rubber)
When I drop
or a bucket of rust
Riding low, black diamond chrome
Jacked up, mud flaps, hands out the window
Pedal down, spinning those tires
Rubber on dirt, hearts
In the bank I make it look good
Rubber bands I make it look good
When I'm counting the grams I make it look good (Preditah)
I'm making cash,
a hundred grand
Mhm, mhmm
Jakes come do the running man
Mhm, mhmm
DBE top shotter man
Mhm, mhmm
Cling and some rubber bands
Mhm, mhmm
Dotty in
you dancing shabba dancing shabba shabba
Chilling with my crew in one corner we dey spend much rubber spend much rubber rubber
When I drop my flow that
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