Lyrics:
hangin' with the drummer
When a big dude attitude grabbed me by the collar
I looked at him and said, "its all good brother"
I'm with the band
Hired
to the money man (I gotta get it)
Some shit that can't fit in a rubber band might to need to put on some underpants
I go so hard for the bag (Yeah) watch her
of the hour
uptown candidate
Holly Grove stand up
im superfly i still ice my whole band up
still hit ya man up
still got my grams up
and whether flowin
have no Qua today so I'm finna Wok it
Alphabet boys got behind me had to floor it
I can get nigga ass beat George Foreman
I just put my meat up on her
showin' off ya tan
I see you showin' off ya tan while they poppin rubber bands
Go and see your man so you can cop a couple grams
I don't got no shame cause
mask on rubber bands
Rubber rubber
Strapped up mask on rubber bands
Rubber rubber
Chest out chin up, I'm the man
Strapped up mask on rubber bands
Rubber
like
Been on the top I'm here to stay still chase my dreams
Bonnie and Clyde
She my partner in crime
Stay by my side
Lil' shawty we fucking all night
She
Knowin' cops been takin children
I been thinkin' bout that cop that took my mans
Ain't shit could heal me
Hop out boys pulled they shit on me
Round
Chasing them bands running them bands down on a mission for paper
Straight out the ghetto I dreamt in the ghetto of taking my mom to Jamaica
Let my
Yaknow
She got a man Yaknow Yaknow
Love just not in the plan Yaknow
Got pain like Nagato
Get high - low Yaknow Yaknow
Need Bands Yaknow (AY)
Couple Grand
now)
Yeah, my name is George Jefferson
The male Maleficent
You don't know who you're messing with
I ran for president
'Cause our country's in
She heard the dead man say
"Oh look for me by moonlight
Watch for me by moonlight
And I'll come to thee by moonlight
Though Hell should bar the way"
that's what I was born fo' (uh-huh)
Hundred bands
Yeah, some more, some more is all I know, man
You know what I mean?
Big, big shit poppin' for
me that
G- chord
I started my first band, the day I turned sixteen, and I never thought I wanted nothing more
And I got all mixed up, in that music
Pull up, look like Floyd
Oh my gosh, it's them boys
Make a merry land cuz I'm married to the bands
I ain't shakin' on no hands if it ain't comin'
Castro
I am as straight as an arrow
Dudes staying rude, I go aggro
100 bands, keep it in the pants
Your girl buys my brands, keeps me by her hands
100
on designer everything
Mr. Comme des Garçons, Mr. Alexander Wang
Mr. Chain, pinky ring, flow insane, ho insane
Man, these shoes I got on, these the hardest
on designer everything
Mr. Comme des Garçons, Mr. Alexander Wang
Mr. Chain, pinky ring, flow insane, ho insane
Man, these shoes I got on, these the hardest
on designer everything
Mr. Comme des Garçons, Mr. Alexander Wang
Mr. Chain, pinky ring, flow insane, ho insane
Man, these shoes I got on, these the hardest
north the rush is on
George turns to Sam with his gold in his hand
Said Sam you're lookin' at a lonely lonely man
I'd trade all the gold that's
to be givin' there's a lot that she gave
There's not a slave, in this day and age
I'm proud to be
Black, god damn, I'm tired my man
Don't worry bout
man went and he switched up?
Shit I don't know but I'm fed up, and lately been getting my bands ups
You hating not focused on bands huh?
Like what,
, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
This for all my broke niggas,
I got the strap in the back of the Van
In the bag next to the bands
She lied to me she said she ain't Got a man
Get the gwala the guapo the Bands
If
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