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jack.
No rubbers no covers
These bitches love to Twerk let em twerk let em twerk let em twerk
These bitches love to Twerk let em twerk let em twerk let em

I'm lost and found but I was never one to love

Your head
Looks like rubber
Rubber
And your face
Looks like home
Home is where
My wound, it lays
But

I've seen im my dream
The doll with a dagger
Its eyes were open
Hiding out in the Night

Its cheeks
Its Hands
Its Legs
Were made of Rubber an Foam

rubber bands in the strip club

We poppin paper bands in the strip club

If you ain’t got no money 

You ain’t fuckin with us 


Verse 


20 bands make her

looking up like fam
Looking for my name a cup
I lost my way on a bus
I know the game rigged for us
It's like


What's the lesson?
Puttin rubbers on sketches

a black and white cape
Now if you have to jumble the DNA
It’s a rubber duck mumble in the rubber duck way

Take
Take a ride
Down
That serpent tribe
And when

chase the Devil in a Iron Shirt


SNAFU man get it into gear
When the rubber hits the road the image gets clearer
When life goes Tex, he’s going John

her the cock sucker
Slide on that pussy and never use a fucking rubber

[HOOK]
I got your bitch on my junk
She's addicted to my dong
Eat her cucci like

bitch let me dem rubber bands
You got ass, i got cash baby do you understand hey
Yow fuck this shit man I’m bouta pop a whole rubber band right now
You

Walk up in the walmart, blunt in my ear, take a big whiff
Watch me fall apart tryna get some rubbers real quick
Lotta new wall art, splatta essence

but I ice out rubber bands, yeah
Louie belt, designer fashion
Twenty minutes, get that ass in

Bitches shoot me looks cuz I'm so handsome
Shawty held my

Shorty want that real love
Shorty want that trill love
Promise you won’t give up
Imma Throw away them rubbers
While we fucking up the covers
Imma

the rubber ducky
Can you fill it up?
And will you grab the bubbly bubbly bubbly?
Will you grab the bubbly bubbly?
Ask me what turns me on
I say consent does

ass, shake that ass
I’m boutta throw this cash, throw this cash, throw this cash
Pop some rubber bands, pop some bands, drop some stacks
She wanna leave

Ain't have no rubbers
But I pull out so we made it work
You hella messy
All your juices on my snake shit
Gave you a smirk
Then you let me fuck you over

Racks up in my pocket I’m a rubber band man damn
Glock up in her stockin in my Santa Claus stance
Speedin in my coupe
Wit the top down
Loose as fuck

Gary and me don't like ascension
The straightaway design elicits clarion to my destination
Menagerie

One fine day in Indiana
A land of rubber signs

I said the answers are written on my throat
And when the radiation and rubber bullets have killed
Any symptom of the sickness I call hope

(There has

the money
Tell me what you need to know bout it bout it bout it yeah
Always gotta keep you close season pass cummin yeah
Rubber bands they never fold married

stretching a rubber tree, or wailing away
 on guitars.
(Oh, man.)

This could possibly be the best day ever!
(This could possibly be the best day ever)

everything is falling apart
Stiffs and empty witness stands
Rubber on roadkill under a doomsday weapon on wheels

Keep an eye out for victims ahead
Keep your

Bounce back tall
Like a rubber band ball
Detoxing giving up on life because
Sobriety called

Told me I get another shot
Fore my society fall
N lose it all

Mind on money
Party all the time
Oh oh oh ahh

Wanna bang bang with my rubber bands
Stretch it out
Give the world a diamond wrist band
Here's my new

in the dirt cause I really know my worth I'm just all alone 
Life's got me feeling blue 
All I got is blues 
Rubber-bands full of blues
Got a bag full