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like I had tans on it
Now I'm the one like dollars with rubber bands on it
Been a minute since I heard someone way I'm proud of you
Almost shed a tear

go slow 
We finna fast 
Shawty gat demon 
Me dey cast and bind 
Shawty come dey 
Wrap me round 
Like ah rubber band 
Finna she won hold 
Me down

and an ape with angel glands
Erased the final wisps of pain with
The music of rubber bands

It's the master, master, master song
Motherfuckin' master song, yea

Green, pink, blue cheese
One shirt, that's two sleeves
I got it on me like it's fashion
Still count it up and rubber band it
Chains, whips, Bold

money go get paid young man get paid

And fuck everything in the way 

I take a g out the rubber band straight out my jeans and my other hand steamin

to Benz, ridin' along with my friends
Wrappin' all these rubber bands
A millionaire's view, a millionaire's view, millionaire's view
I got it I got it

to da money by da rubber band
Know I'm taxin' niggas I wake up and do my money dance
I do not do songs wit no pussy niggas keep it man
Check me check me

the dash in Mary's crumpled up machine
A little matchbox circled by a rubber band
And inside the ring from Walter Browning's hand
It took a while to figure

Whatchu Want

The Notorious B.I.G.

Duets: The Final Chapter

2005

Rubberband man before T.I. was
King of New York like B.I. was
B.K. all day, it's in my blood
You wanna see my mask and gloves?
What the fuck you want?

money
Folded hundreds held together with rubber bands
Making it stretch
Flipping lighters placing bets on ultimate prizes fighters
Searching for that

Draw parallels
Like parallelograms
And a thought is a plot
Just for every other man
To expand what he got
Like a fucking rubber band
In a box with a fox,

Took a couple of losses but it turned me to the man
You don't know about a stack breaking rubber bands 
I can see the future inside these Cartier

a nice ass day
And I'm the motha fuckin' candy man
Ice-cream trucks stealing people tie em together like a rubber band
All it takes is one missile
And you

The rubber band that held it all together snapped
I hit the brakes, but by that time, it was too late
The car dissolved into the united wasteland

The bond

dippin it low
I just drip on the hoes
Now she bussin it low
Rubbers bands Being thrown
Flooded out cash flow
Flooded out Ion Noah’s ark
I drip when I talk

Ring Ring on the phone with a broken buzzer
I told the bitch who's this I ain't saving numbers
I need a bag of the blues or I be burning rubber

i wanna swag 
Rubber band boy still run with a duffle bag
I'm a rock like I wanna rock Roll like i wanna roll 
Word on the street I'm a Indian Outlaw

see me now, I chuck the deuces and I float
On them motherfuckin' rubber bands, jump straight out the pot straight to a cluckin' hen
Streets is

I want red rubber bands on these hunnids, so they know bout the shit
Seen I'm rich the way I'm rolling, homie, nah, I ain't crip
Follow command? Lil'

shot my boy felt like a asthma attack
Keep my pockets fluffy like the Michelin man
Fuck her with a rubber then go get me some bands
I been on this road

F***ed Her

Webbie

Savage Life, Vol. 4

2013

Me too, I'm fucking her too
Can't, fucking her too?

We should get them bands up
Get all the woes calling.
Pumped up in there all this
Could

I'm just a man
Smokin on the ganja in my hand
Trying to touch long paper held by rubber bands
I'm just a man
Even tho I feel 100 grand
Wanna touch

I was saved by the food saver ain't waitin' on no man
That money machine get to fuckin' up I count it bare hands
Everybody got bands until it's time

and get a hunnid grand
I can swallow no rubber band
Them hunnids and fifties, we thumbing dem
Got biggies with switches, we open them
If niggas wanna smoke,