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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

flin
Vi gnäller på om dyr bensin
Spela bandy är inget för oss
Man får ju inte slåss
Alfta är ju våran by
Och alfta tar oss upp till skyn
Snacka skit supa

you can't then let him go
If we living by the code
Can't raise a man hell no I won't
Don't want the pain, do want the smoke
No laughing stock
Won't be

Man, on Lil' Moe grave, man
It feel so good to be back, man (too good, on Moe)
OTF, man (members only, man)
Real shit (that's a fact)
All my

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

girl, I can take yo man
I'm fly like Aaliyah, and He my number one fan
It's Goat Mode bitch! I'm the one running his bands!
High maintenance bitch, with

More & More

T.I.

The Dime Trap

2018

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

Back on the Block [Club Trip Part One]

Quincy Jones

Remixes & Club Classics

2006

doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow

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

M-O-E, bitch
E-Z
On the grind, straight gettin' it
Bout my cheese like Junior Kid
That money talk, I speak fluently
The dime size keep evokin' me

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,

(Aye)
We don't have nothing to prove you know that we scoring! 
2, 3 Shots to his back, now he Jordan 
I get a T.D and re-up in the morning look 

By next

ain't fucking going home, pussy nigga now yo ass gone
Man, the pussy bitch really talkin' down bad
I'ma have to send him where his fuckin' daddy

SISTER / NATION

BROCKHAMPTON

SATURATION III

2017

, 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,

(Bandy) 
I was wondering Baby 
If you do the unthinkable 
If you ask now 
If you ask now 
From she call upon the bed
Me know play time over 
Two hand

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

Yeah Yeah
You Know I be walking with bands
I'm dripping all over the floor man
You run up I'm getting you slammed
Pick him bag him up, I ain't

Mandy Rice-Davies Applies (Words and Music by Peter Watts © 2022)

I see it in your eyes it comes as no surprise to learn that 
Mandy Rice-Davies

you nuh figure mi is gorilla anuh sidani this yuh can’t clone by e Chigga mi live try stop mine yuh place e zig a visit nigga mi is a Yute we nuh

Rico's going crazy again

Outfit by Dior, this hot bitch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more, I'm dripping in all sauce
Shoes, they got hearts

cost a band
I promise this shit, we won't take a loss again
'Cause I'm the boss man, I'm the boss man, I'm the boss
I'm the boss man, I'm the boss