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Blow

Dré

Port of Miami

2006

I'm a boss, you can tell
By the bottles in the pail, and the models that we share
I'm into real estate, in a realer state of mind
We came for trigger

A couple seconds n im goin in Present a verse n then after I bring the chorus in
I heard acting like you got it really hurt a man
So tell em quit all

Hoes lookin' at me like T.I.P., the nigga with rubber bands
I'm rockin' a big-ass furry Marni hoodie, I look like Soulja
My nigga ain't do no scams,

name when they tell you to cough it up
Slaying these ho's like I'm Blade
Pull out my racks, she like boy you so crazy
Rubber bands all on the floor in

R-O-C
Memph Bleek
Jigga man
Missy, Twista sho' nuff
Yeah, yo

Don't get mad at me
I don't love 'em I fuck 'em
I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
I

to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell

nigga, yeah, strap time, nigga
Put down , bet a rubber band
Crap time, nigga, in my lap a nine, nigga
Forty-five in the console
Show 'em how

Rubberband Banks

Young Dro

Best Thang Smokin'

2006

nigga, yeah, strap time, nigga
Put down , bet a rubber band
Crap time, nigga, in my lap a nine, nigga
Forty-five in the console
Show 'em how

wit it
I'm tryna get one cause I lost a Cullinan
I den went back to puttin 10s in a rubber band
All of des bitches I fuck wit a rubber man
Catch me

'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas want be hot boys) We let 'em burn nigga
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these

Let 'Em Burn

The Hot Boys

Let 'Em Burn

2003

'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas want be hot boys) We let 'em burn nigga
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these

Take It Off, Pt. 2

Busta Rhymes

It Ain't Safe No More

2002

Niggas know when we step in the place, the whole city stop

Better tell 'em if they ain't know, put 'em on shorty
(We know how you be doing it baby) How

What's next
Only time will tell when we get this money
Laughin' to the bank, but ain't shit funny
Only time will tell, on this rolex
Rubber bands poppin'

a rubber band?
He always gone
But this his home
She don't understand
Mama sad her baby boy
A fucking drug dealer
Lil bruh been outside
He ain't got no plug

jury be VVSes
Kated by DTSes
Like Khalid shit we the best and
I tell em hoes I don't wanna talk
Just leave a message
Automatic stash boxes so they
Can

Hood

Pimp C

Kinfolk

2006

Jones is a pimp I got bitches on track
Send a hoe out on a mission, tell 'em break 'em, bring it back
Got a house in Hawaii, 'bout to, 'bout to buy

Wanna Hear / Get Bag, Flip A Pack, Run Dem Bands Get TF Out Of Here / I See Dis Shit Clearly Now / Devil Can Hear Me Now / Yea I Walk By Faith, But This

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

(Aye, lonely in the trap)
I don't break bricks, bitch I break mid
(Aye, break down)
Young dudes tryna break a rubber band bitch
(Rubber band, yeah)
Look,

Pass It to Arab

Soulja Boy

Souljaboytellem.com

2007

Rubber bands on my neck
Do yo dance in the club,
and you know that it's on deck

Do it, I did it,
when you see it you already know
Hit the merrygoin,

yea' that boy now he fried
He a spliff, put that boy in the sky
Look hit em' one low, hit em' one high (look)
Played wit' his life now that boy he gotta'

FN is tucked by my pelvis
Slob on my knob
And the bitch started belchin'
I got hoes in London, Sweden, and Belgium
762, see that boy, and they nailed

You remind me of a folder
Push me down and I heat up like a toaster

That boy is a Soulja
I hate these niggas more than I hate being sober
I can't

tripping' we gon' slump
Em' like a fuckin' xan
Rubber band baby need my hunnids' blue
Told dat' talk I send these lions
Straight up out the Zoo
I can't hate